Your First Job?

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My 1[SUP]st[/SUP] job was working for the British government, I had to infiltrate an underwater missile base, play baccarat in Monaco, seduce a sexy Russian spy and ski the slopes in the Italian alps where I blew up a helicopter just by looking at it.
Well, I was trying to get first job ideas for myself..I'm going to have to scratch this idea...
 
I love animals. Maybe someone who has a farm would hire me. :eek:

we were rice farmers. rice is huge down here. no animals other than the cotton mouths and mosquitoes as big as Volkswagens, just stay close to me and you will be ok.
 
we were rice farmers. rice is huge down here. no animals other than the cotton mouths and mosquitoes as big as Volkswagens, just stay close to me and you will be ok.

Lol, that brings not so good memories to mind. Some of the rascals when I grew up were self appointed Water Moccasin (Cotton Mouth) hunters, and were spending all their time in the swamp. Unfortunately, the Water Moccasin, even if it is slow as a frozen garden hose, is meaner than a rattlesnake, and one day, of course, there were casualties. The whole bunch came screaming outta the swamp carrying their wounded friend. He was on his knees in pain, with the snake in his hand, it was dead of course. Turned out he was bitten in the arm. Spent days in bed and they say it took him months to fully recover. So, staying close to jaybird88 isnt enough, you have to make him carry you around;) the farm.
 
What is that anyway?

Jacob's too humble to come out and tell you a phlebotomist
for people is that vampire type person who sticks a needle in your vein
and draws out a vial (or more) of your blood. :)

must be tough on a horse...or would it be easier because their veins are larger?

Jacob?
 
do i get a prize for both youngest paid employment and dumbest employer?

because i was babysitting at 10.

who does that? leave their kids with a kid??
(mom and dad were four doors down, but......)

first job wherein the gov't took a substantial portion of my check:
pharmacy tech when i was 16.
back when you learned the job on the job in two weeks,
rather than needing two years of school...
:rolleyes:
 
Loading trucks over the summer. Not particularly fun, but I had a lot of time to think while listening to my iPod for hours.

You might want to relearn how to load a truck....Now I understand how your truck got up in that tree....lol
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Baby sitting for the neighborhood one time three families used me at the same time and I was raking in 50 cents an hour so that was $1.50 per hour man I was rolling in dough.....lol

Then as a teen worked in a nursing home washing dishes you'd find false teeth on the trays and have to get them back to the patients.....so sometimes I worked with choppers.....lol
 
Baby sitting for the neighborhood one time three families used me at the same time and I was raking in 50 cents an hour so that was $1.50 per hour man I was rolling in dough.....lol

i started babysitting at 25 cents an hour....guess they wanted that gullible 10 yo so they could pay me less?

our youngest does a lot of babysitting now, and she gets twenty bucks an hour!
for one little kiddo.

thinking of switching careers... :)
 
i started babysitting at 25 cents an hour....guess they wanted that gullible 10 yo so they could pay me less?

our youngest does a lot of babysitting now, and she gets twenty bucks an hour!
for one little kiddo.

thinking of switching careers... :)

I think they call them nannys now and the name comes with a high pay grade......lol
 
well, when I was 12-14 I spent a few weeks a summer sorting baseball cards for a guy that bought and sold and collected them. there was a big buy-trade show he went to, and would get 10-12 boxes of cards and I would sort them.
 
I see some of us seniors have a lot in common -

I also began baby-sitting at a very young age for 25cents an hour =
I also worked in a nursing home as a teenager -
but my first government paying job was one summer when I was
15, I got a job in Cape Cod in a laundry - I was very surprised when
I found out that we were 'laundering' some of the Kennedy's help duds,
oh now that was exciting...
my best girl friend and I would 'hitch-hike' back and forth to work every day
for the whole summer - never a problem.
 
I was twelve years old and it was summer and I was a kid and I was suppose to be enjoying my time off from the rigors of learning my ABC's but my mom had other plans for me. We lived in an area that had a prevalence of berry farms and that year there was an abundant crop and a dearth of crop pickers and our neighbor had all these raspberries that needed picking so I with my mothers blessings became a reluctant berry picker at a wage of 5 cents a pound.

For the first few days of picking the weather was nice and the berries tasted good but then came a rainy Saturday and the berries didn't stop growing on Saturday and I didn't know too much about which day of the week was the Sabbath but I did know that there were good kids shows on TV Saturday morning such as Rin Tin Tin, Fury, and Lassie and my mom and dad went some where where that morning so I somehow ended up on the couch in front of the TV instead of in the berry patch.

I had been watching TV for maybe half an hour and not feeling too badly about missing work when the windows started shaking and I found myself sprawled on the floor. I had heard stories about such events and although I never had experienced an earthquake before I decided it might be a bit safer in the berry patch so I skedaddled it off to work.
 
I was twelve years old and it was summer and I was a kid and I was suppose to be enjoying my time off from the rigors of learning my ABC's but my mom had other plans for me. We lived in an area that had a prevalence of berry farms and that year there was an abundant crop and a dearth of crop pickers and our neighbor had all these raspberries that needed picking so I with my mothers blessings became a reluctant berry picker at a wage of 5 cents a pound.

For the first few days of picking the weather was nice and the berries tasted good but then came a rainy Saturday and the berries didn't stop growing on Saturday and I didn't know too much about which day of the week was the Sabbath but I did know that there were good kids shows on TV Saturday morning such as Rin Tin Tin, Fury, and Lassie and my mom and dad went some where where that morning so I somehow ended up on the couch in front of the TV instead of in the berry patch.

I had been watching TV for maybe half an hour and not feeling too badly about missing work when the windows started shaking and I found myself sprawled on the floor. I had heard stories about such events and although I never had experienced an earthquake before I decided it might be a bit safer in the berry patch so I skedaddled it off to work.

The verse be sure your sins will find you out comes to mind.....lol......poor thing you were probably scared to death....
 
I was twelve years old and it was summer and I was a kid and I was suppose to be enjoying my time off from the rigors of learning my ABC's but my mom had other plans for me. We lived in an area that had a prevalence of berry farms and that year there was an abundant crop and a dearth of crop pickers and our neighbor had all these raspberries that needed picking so I with my mothers blessings became a reluctant berry picker at a wage of 5 cents a pound.

For the first few days of picking the weather was nice and the berries tasted good but then came a rainy Saturday and the berries didn't stop growing on Saturday and I didn't know too much about which day of the week was the Sabbath but I did know that there were good kids shows on TV Saturday morning such as Rin Tin Tin, Fury, and Lassie and my mom and dad went some where where that morning so I somehow ended up on the couch in front of the TV instead of in the berry patch.

I had been watching TV for maybe half an hour and not feeling too badly about missing work when the windows started shaking and I found myself sprawled on the floor. I had heard stories about such events and although I never had experienced an earthquake before I decided it might be a bit safer in the berry patch so I skedaddled it off to work.

I spent a week picking raspberry's. The berry boss did not pay very much and the last day I was in the field in rained. I remember my hands being stained red. I did not experience any earthquakes while grasping for plump berries and at point I really would not have cared.
 
The verse be sure your sins will find you out comes to mind.....lol......poor thing you were probably scared to death....

I don't remember being scared but I did get a very polite talking to from our neighbor. Not about being late but for squeezing and mushing the berries when I was picking that day. Sure glad we didn't have hardly any lightning storms cause an earthquake was enough illumination for me.
 
My first job was at a driving range.....my father gave golf lessons there......so I was to go get the balls that were hit out on the field.......oh... not the ones in the middle......oh no....they had a tractor for that.....my job was to put on fishing hip wader boots...a long tube and I was to scout for the balls in the standing water that surrounded the field....stabbing them with this tube thing.......I was 12 at the time.....after the wading in the slime...I got to go clean the balls in the ball cleaner......
after a couple seasons of this.....I was promoted to selling tennis clothing and stringing the rackets....and driving the tractor.....now that was fun....even with the golfers trying to hit me.....lol
I loved that more than the big rubber boot pants.....that were too big and had to be tied onto my shoulders....... I was such a good sport.....and with my never say die attitude ....did well in spite of them....that was the first of many weird jobs I did.....
 
My 2nd job (16 yrs) was a government job. DCASR...Defense Contract Administrative
Services Region. Only the government would pick a name like that.