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Mr. Anderson

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I might be one of the luckiest teenagers ever. I did some filing work here at my dad's office, and he paid me out of his own pocket (20 measly bucks for two days of work). But his boss was so impressed, he has offered to put me on the payroll for two weeks at 6 bucks an hour! Wooohoooo! All I have to do is webcrawl (look for broken links and stuff like that) all day for two weeks, and I'll be a few hundred bucks richer! w00t! Share your first job stories here.
 
I haven't babysat in forever but not next week but the week after I will for a week. This isnt normally a big thing for other people but it is for me, thank god I dont have to save up my lunch money to get anything i want like i had to in school, so ill get around 200$ :)
 
2 summers ago I had the pleasure of being a lifeguard at a community pool....

The chicks I worked with were hot, the pool was busy at times, but mild for the most part, and I would nap if it was slow....

Getting paid to sleep as well as ride down the slide on rainy days was always a blast :)

The good ole days....I've since moved on to my desk job :(
 
Umm....6 an hour is crap. My first job, I worked in my school's auditorium. It involved setting up chairs for 20 minutes and then 3 hours of sleeping all for the great price of 7.25 an hour. Currently, I answer calls and spend a lot of time looking around at CAG for 15 an hour. So, I am the luckiest teenager ever. Wait, I'm not a teenager anymore. Dammit. Stupid 20th birthday. Worst birthday ever. Except for 19th. That one's even worse. I only have 21 and 25 to look forward to. I'm really looking forward to 25. Low insurance and the ability to rent a car. Oh yeah, that'll be the sweet life.
 
The first job I ever had was when I was 13, it was at a camp and I was a waiter for like 30 kids at a time, OH YEA LOADS OF FUN.
 
A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... I washed golf carts and put them away at night for $5.50 an hour. Not too bad when this was about 13 years ago when I was 13.
 
At 15 I was an usher in a movie theatre. They called us ushers, but we were like the marines, we did everything at that damn movie theatre. They should've called us custodians/concession/box office/usher. Anyways it was a crappy job that we got minimum wage for. Yet, the group I worked with was a pretty good one and everyone became good pals, except those we tortured. On top of that, there was little supervision so we usually got to do all sorts of crazy crap which now account for endless stories.
 
[quote name='Legolas813']busch gardens tampa ride operator (montu)......this summer for $6.00/hr.[/quote]

that sounds like it will be fun
 
I was a Car lot attendant, but I bumped into a car and it was on the ground so I stole it...finders keepers right?

I lost that job.
 
This isn't my first job ever, but it is still kind of funny. A guy I know is really high up on the corperate ladder for Puma shoes. He goes to different department stores in the North East and sells them stock for their stores. He hired me under the table to do some data entry and stupid crap like that. It was a good deal at around $10 an hour. Unfortunately, he also bought property, fixed it up and sold it again. Well eventually he started taking me with him on his trips to these shitty houses. Well instead of data entry, I spent the entire summer sweating my ass off, knocking down walls, re-tiling bathrooms, cleaning houses, heavy lifting, and one particular time, getting fleas. What a great job...
 
I washed dishes in an italian restaurant. the food was awesome, but the job sucked. I made 5 bucks an hour under the table. It isn't much now..... But for 1988 it was good.
 
I work in a tennis shop on weekends. All I do is sell a few things a day and answer a few phone calls $7.00 an hr for almost no work. I talk on the phone and do hw sleep and read stuff most the time!!
 
When I was 15 I started working construction at $11 an hour under the table. By 16 I was doing steel frame construction at $14 an hour.. at 17 I moved on to work in a rock quarry for around $17 an hour.

Its easy to make big money while young, just gotta want to get your hands dirty.
 
[quote name='Cornfedwb']When I was 15 I started working construction at $11 an hour under the table. By 16 I was doing steel frame construction at $14 an hour.. at 17 I moved on to work in a rock quarry for around $17 an hour.

Its easy to make big money while young, just gotta want to get your hands dirty.[/quote]\

That is true. I make around $20 an hr mowing lawns!!
 
[quote name='Mookyjooky']I was a Car lot attendant, but I bumped into a car and it was on the ground so I stole it...finders keepers right?

I lost that job.[/quote]

Zing!!! DIFFERENT FORUM PWN!!
 
My first job was at a retirement village. I was 15 and a waiter, I forget what I made but I enjoyed it a lot. The old folks were all independent so it wasnt like I had to feed them or anything. PLus my co-workers were all smoking hot, The place was like between the boundaries of two high schools so there was hot girls from both high schools working there. I lost a promotion cause I was caught foolin around with a girl in the beverage area :oops: , worth it though. Even though it was over 7 yrs ago I still hang out with my friends from there good stuff
 
I'm pretty sure bagger/ cart returner is the only job they'd give for an entry level "position."
 
First job was a "vendor" at Wizards stadium here in town. I was the guy that walked up and down the aisles yelling "popcorn, peanuts, soft drinks!" It was great when someone would yell "Over here" then look away when I looked over at them. Classic, just classic.

I finally quit when the 40 year old cook took a swing at me when I told him people didn't like the hot dogs......
 
I worked at K-Mart when it was the cool place to work. Tons of hot chicks worked there. Was a stock boy/ cart catcher. Spent most of the time screwing off. Ended my rein of terror there as the Electronics Manager. Then Wal-Mart came into town, stole all our business. It was even better then, since customers rarely came in.
 
I worked at Weinershnizel(sp?) for all of three hours @ $4.25/hr. It was supposed to be a four hour shift. The asshole owner made me sweep the parking lot for two of the three hours. Two days later my family went on a three week beach camping trip to Puerto Rico. Needless to say, I never went back and never collected that check.
 
When I was 14 in 1978 I got hired by this guy whose father had owned a circus (The John Strong Circus) that wintered in Thousand Oaks, CA where I grew up. (To the extent that I ever grew up.) John Strong Jr. had grown up in the circus learning how to do just about everything and had a huge collection of sideshow photos and preserved freak animals. At the time and a friend had started a business sellling novelties like metallic balloons (which were quite new at the time), inflatable toys, etc. at events like parades, car shows, swap meets, and anyplace else that didn't get him arrested.

I hired on as a seller, getting a 25% commission on the cash I brought in. This was pretty sweeet since a ggod day at the Rose Bowl swap meet could net me as much as a whole month at a minimum wage part-time job. A major side benefit was being able to scope out the swap meets and build up my magazine collection. I had a solid set of Playboy going back to 1961 and Penthouse to somewhere in the late 60's. It provided a very different way to view recent history and societal evolution. The R.G. Canning car shows would often feature recent Playboy Centerfolds signing 8x10's. I was one of the few with the forethought to bring the issue in which she appeared to have that signed. That collection provided some useful capital when I eventually sold most of it. In many case magazine I'd bought for a quarter sold for $10. I wish I do that sort of thing more often, to say the least.

In 1981 John decided to take his side show out on the road via the carny circuit. Since I was not exactly attending school full-time or at all much of the time, my mother allowed me to join him 'for the summer.' This actually stretched from May to October. A very educational time. This included my only night ever spent in jail because the local law enforcement in the wretched pit called Merced hadn't been sufficiently bribed. Yes, the 'patch' is real and everywhere.

They didn't actually have anything to charge me with so they held me as a runaway until a couple of my older siblings could come and get me out. (A six hour drive for them.) The weird thing about that night in the clink was that of all the minors on that midway, except for those traveling with their families, I was the only one who wasn't a runaway.
 
When i worked at the bank, they had me file 3 cabinets full of Sig Cards. After that, I had to file huge folders containing Transfers,Deposits, and all that other bank stuff. I then got to become the phone operator ever since the Manager saw me working hard. But i cant read books unlike some of u. One time i did that and the manager took my magazine away. So then i just doodle until 8 hours passes by.
 
My first job was at TRU at Christmas during the height of the 16 bit wars. I was supposed to be a stock boy, but the Nintendo rep got appendacitus that night and a friend who worked there told the manager I had a lot of games. At that time, Nintendo and Sega both paid TRU to "rent" them an employee to do nothing but hype their product. It was really cool. I got a whole big mario display, with stickers and other goodies to hand out to kids, a black nintendo smock, instead of the TRU blue one, several huge code books with maps, so I could pass on gameplay tips, and most importantly, the key to the demo kiosk and the right to open any game in the store and put it in the demo unit. If a customer had a non video game question, I was actually not allowed to help them, but had to direct them to a blue smocked employee. I spent most of my time playing Street Fighter II against the Sega rep and random kids.
 
Not counting paper routes, my first "real" job was at Gold Circle, worked in a few different departments and ended up in the shoe department, which was cool, since our stock room was far away from everyone else and I could chill back there for most of my shift. Starting pay in 86 was a whopping $3.15/hour, but for a 16 year old with no bills to pay but car insurance, that left some healthy cash in my pockets! I remember I used to love Thanksgiving day, we got time and a half, and a $50 gift certificate, and the store was usually dead all day! They tried staying open 24 hours during the holiday season, but it was a bust, but I volunteered since they were paying time and half for the overnight shift. The store was dead empty, so I hung out with the cashiers and began my addiction to coffee. Mmm...sweet, sweet coffee!
 
I was 15 when I got my first job. A guy I knew used to pimp me out to wealthy old women in the Hamptons. It was a nasty job but I made good bucks.
 
[quote name='Noonan768']I washed dishes in an italian restaurant. the food was awesome, but the job sucked. I made 5 bucks an hour under the table. It isn't much now..... But for 1988 it was good.[/quote]

Kinda the same here for me.
 
My first job and the one I am still at was a martial arts instructor. I get paid to kick butt all day, and when it's slow like now, I get paid for sitting on my butt waiting for my students to get here. What a great job.
 
My first job was at the dept. of energy. We didn't get paid hourly , but I got a $2000 dollar stipend for 2 months work. All I did all day was work on presentation on computer viruses and surf the web. Those were the good ole days :)
 
I just turned 16 when I started working at Gamestop. The roster was already overflowing with employees, but since I was a regular customer for several years running, the manager let me have the job w/o an interview. Pay was minimum wage- $6.75 an hour, but it was easy work and I was around the things I love- videogames. A couple weeks after I start working, two other part-timers who had worked there for far longer than me got fired due to the Christmas rush being over, but I did not. I soon got a raise in April to $6.90- 15 cents would be crappy to anyone else, but since I had only worked for a few months, it's fine by me. It's June and I'm still working there. Great job even with GS's ass policies.
 
My first job was as a house sitter when I was 12. I got paid to stay in people's houses while they went on vacation. I made about $100 a week doing that.

It was so fun, because I was allowed to eat food out of thier fridges and sleep in a guest bed. I would spend all day watching TV and playing video games, and swimming in the pool or spa if they had one. Sometimes I would invite some of my good friends over to hang out...the ones that I knew that wouldn't break or steal stuff. As long as I cleaned the place up, no one cared. Word of mouth got around so I was able to watch everyone's houses for a 3 block radius of my home. I was booked up every summer from that point on until I was 16.
 
My first job was on an Ice Cream truck owned by a friend of my family. I got paid a dollar an hour to sit in the back of the ice cream truck, getting ice cream out of the cooler.
 
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