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Monday, October 04, 2010

First Jobs

You know, we all start somewhere. I started in a little donut shop in southern Ohio when I was 16. It was the first place I filled out an application. The owner looked at my ap and said, "Be here Monday at 5 am."

I was so heady over the idea of being hired, the 5 am part didn't quite register. For two summers in a row, and weekends during the school year, I woke at 4:15 am. I learned a few things at my first job:

1. I am not a morning person.
2. I have no business dealing with public before 9 am.
3. I am not a morning person. It bears repeating.

Of course I learned a few other things too:

1. How to manage money
2. How to be a responsible employee
3. That one never really gets sick of donuts
4. That I didn't want to serve donuts the rest of my life.

First jobs prepare us for real life and, most of all, they make us appreciate the job we ultimately end up having. Like I appreciate that I don't have to rise before the sun, that I don't have to smile at strangers before my eyes open, and that I can work in my pajamas. But hey, that's just me.

What about you?

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Denise Hunter  
posted at 7:00 AM  
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At 12:54 PM, Blogger Hannah Alexander said...

First real job was working as a dishwasher at a restaurant. I loved that job. No stress as long as I got the dishes washed.

At 12:56 PM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

My first real job was babysitting. I loved it and still do now with Punky! LOL

At 2:10 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

C, that suits you to a T! Ugh, Cheryl. You like washing dishes?

At 2:56 PM, Blogger Kristin said...

My first job at Round Table Pizza, combined with my second job at Togos, taught me that I did not want to ever smell like my job again. Then, I went to work in offices. : )

At 5:20 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

First job: babysitting
Second job: work crew at a dude ranch (housecleaning, raking the roads, dishes, etc.)

At 8:00 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Pam, I wish I'd had that dude ranch job! Would've been great research for my cowboy stories.

K, I smelled like donuts too.

At 9:55 PM, Blogger Cindy R. Wilson said...

My first job was at a place called Santa's Workshop, in fictional North Pole, CO. It's a pretty well-known place here in Colorado, a small little amusement park for kids. We even had Santa Claus and all the clerks dressed as elves. I was only fourteen--I even remember how much money I made an hour--but it was awesome. They played Christmas songs every day and I made cotton candy and helped people with their packages and threw birthday parties for kids. I LOVED having a job so young--it really made me more responsible. Fun question!

At 10:33 PM, Blogger melisunshine4u said...

My first real job was Diary Queen the summer after I turned 14. Of course to me babysitting for my three younger siblings or the neighbor down the street was NOT a real job. Yes ma'am I was on my way with this real paying job that gave me a real paycheck every week, and at $3.35 an hour, it was cool. No pun intended to the ice cream. Of course my mom had to talk the owner into giving me the job I was only 14, but he readily agreed when my mom guaranteed I could never be late, or not show up, because I couldn't drive and thus she would be the one bringing me to work. Legal job, check! Whoa Hoo!
Funniest thing I remember about that job was that the owner would sit out in his car in the parking lot, thinking he was inconspicuous, watching to see if any of us gave ice cream away or if we were "hanging out" chatting with our friends and not working. Of course we all knew his car and would act busy or shoo away our friends.
I had to wear a smock that was so dirty with "blizzard" or some form of "mixer style" concoction, that at the end of each day my mother would always complain I smelled of sour milk when I got into the car. It was really fun to work back then, I never thought of how long I would end up having to work in life. Tomorrow was a million years away and right then I was just on top of my world, I was 14 and I had a J-O-B!

At 7:04 AM, Blogger Crystal Laine Miller said...

My first real job was as a reading tutor in a summer reading program at an elementary school. Truly loved that job!

I am NOT a morning person, either--well, at least not to interact with actual human beings. I like being in my jammies with coffee in hand, and not hearing anything.

At 8:40 AM, Blogger SandieP said...

I babysat as an older teen, but consider my first job as receptionist at an oil and tire place. I was so nervous, I spent part of my first day at work throwing up. LOL

At 6:32 PM, Blogger Kristen Borland said...

Okay, this is kind of silly, but I've only had one job in my life, and it was only for nine months. That sounds so "privileged", but my parents never pushed me to work because I had health restrictions that made just going to school difficult. However, in college I was a student assistant (secretary) in an office on campus. I loved that job. There were a few of us students, so we had a blast chatting during our duties, and the office staff was awesome. Then my husband and I got married, and I had the true privilege of becoming a homemaker and later a mommy. I do thoroughly enjoy taking care of my family, but if I ever do need a job someday I think I'd be perfectly happy to be a secretary. That may sound totally absurd, but I truly enjoyed it!

At 6:47 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Kristen, being a mom is the most important job ever! And the hardest!

At 10:36 PM, Blogger Kristen Borland said...

Yes it is!

At 1:45 PM, Blogger jel said...

I had one for about 20 years, in a jean factory, got up about 4am.
I started out working nights,

these day I still get up around 4am, and get DH off to work , and I go and stay with mom. :)

At 8:00 PM, Blogger Cindy W. said...

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At 8:02 PM, Blogger Cindy W. said...

My first real job was as a cashier at a 7/11 convenience store. I was the ripe old age of 16 years.

I'm not a morning person either. Unfortunately I have to get up every weekday at 4:30am. But I cheat, I set my clock forward by 30 minutes so my eyes are looking at 5am when the alarm goes off. It pscyhes me out so I don't feel too tired upon arising. :)

Smiles & Blessings,
Cindy W.



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