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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 01:59 PM
Gas station attendant for me.

Yeah, nothing like pumping Ethyl (No, I don't think Fred was wise to the situation).

Brock brought this up the other day.

Who else made a living the same way Guber did?

Wipe The Windows, Check The Oil (sounds familiar, doesn't it?)

Come on folks, fess up to your first job, whether it be flipping burgers, bagging groceries, or busing tables.

To paraphrase Wooderson, "it's nice to have a little change in your pocket"

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:09 PM
Besides babysitting it would have been working at a Long John Silver's when I was in high school. Everybody I worked with were buddies of mine from school and the manager was cool. After work we'd all draw ourselves a few Heineken's and play cards and do ornery stuff. Downside - working around all of that grease!!! My little sailor uniform had to be double washed after every shift.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:11 PM
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Pumping gas at a family owned Gas station and Mom n Pop Store.(It was Called Halehavens). The old man that owned the station was retired..he was real old...he had a "chauffer" that drove him around in a long caddy. Mr.Halehaven lived in a mansion across the street. He used to watch out the windows of his house with Binochulars(?) to see if we were staying busy. If he saw us screwing around...he would call and tell the lady who ran the register to tell us to get busy.


Mr.Halehaven was the original "Mr Burns" he even looked like him.

Later I was a Buggy Boy at a Department store called "Treasure Island" in the middle of the winter..and we had to push the buggies up hill.


Later today...I got some stuff I got to tell you all about when I worked there(Gas Station and Treasure Island.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:11 PM
Music retail for 10 years.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:14 PM
"Yep, think I'll go down to the fillin' station and get a bottle of pop, yep[repeat ad nauseum]" B Fife, RIP.

My first job was at McDonald's at 15. My best friend and I got jobs together. Our manager called us the space cowboys (a perceptive one was he, but my buzzed burgers were very well crafted I must say). I actually did 20 months there before I moved up to the Gulf station down the street. I still sometimes dream I'm there, and hearing "bus on the lot" and going into full press of 48 burgers on the grill and flipping 3 at a time. I actually liked the job.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:17 PM
If ya don't count picking raspberries as a kid ( I quit that after one day), my first real job was as a Lifeguard at 16.
Worked that for 9 summers through high school and college. saved half for college expenses blew the rest on
Records.


 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:18 PM
The first job I ever had was a vendor at Nassau Coliseum around 1976-1977. This was a great job for a 17 high school Junior. I earned some good coin and got to see some pretty good talent.

Dr. J in his prime (I won’t say we were friends but he did call me by name.)

Many of my other ABA and NBA faves (I can remember standing next to Kareem—seemed like my head was even with his waist)

NY Islanders beginning of their dynasty—just before they started winning cups

Skynard (opening for Doobies I believe)

ABB/MTB (got to watch MTB soundcheck)

Paul McCartney Wings over America Tour (I still have the drum head I collected during soundcheck)

Chaka Kahn (Standing outside her dressing room wearing a loose fitting fur with nothing underneath—a thrill for me at the time)

Chicago (I stood on the stage—off to the side of course--for a minute during the concert)

Jeff Beck (I think maybe he opened for Starship. I remember seeing his guitar case laying around and thinking I could take it if I wanted to and nobody would know.)

BTO

Oh---and all the popcorn and cotton candy I could eat!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I parlayed that into my second job—selling pretzels on Jones Beach. If any of you saw a pretzel vendor on Field 4 or 6 during the summer of ‘76, ‘77, or ‘78—that was probably me and my 2 partners.

Pretzel vending was the best job ever.

Get up 8:00.

Pick up pretzels.

Hang on beach from 9:30-11:00.

Sell from 11:00 – 1:30, cruising the beach and having fun while working.

Go home and count money 1:30 – 2:30.

Job over--$35 in pocket (a lot of money for late 70’s) for about 2 hours of actual work.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:20 PM
The VERY first job I had, I was 14 and was washing dishes for $1.00 an hour. Then at 15, I rode my bike 6 miles round trip to pump gas for $2.50 an hour. Then I got my license and washed dishes at a nursing home for a few months, but working in a nursing home wasn't for me. Went back to pumping gas at a 24 hour Shell station. THAT was a blast. I worked there either full or part time from 1977 to 1984, when I left IN for GA. I used to tell the girls I'd meet that I was a "petroleum transfer engineer."

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:24 PM
Local deli cutting meat and stocking the freezers

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:32 PM
I got fired from my first two jobs pumping gas.

The first time, for putting a 50 dollar bill between to oil cans, and forgetting to give it to my boss so he could drop it. He didn't want us walking around with anything larger than a 20 in our pocket.

The next day they found the 50, but i was already fired.

Got fired at the next job the morning after my shift, as $125 was missing.

The owner started two new guys the same night, and just fired us both.

oh well, it was the dawn of self-service stations anyway.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:51 PM
First paying job was sweeping hair,running errands etc. at the local Tonsorial Arts studio- Mac's Barbershop. $ 2 per day to a 10 yr.old in the days of nickel cokes and candy bars and AMT scale model kits for $2.25 was a fortune.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 02:52 PM
During my youth, I mowed lawns, cleaned gutters, walked dogs - anything to make a little extra money. I didn’t get my first real job until I was a teenager.

When I was 16, I went to work at the Western Supermarket on Birmingham’s south side. This was about the first place in Birmingham that was opened 24 hours. On weekends, I’d work the late shift. I got to know every hippy and counter-culture member in town! We had a free coffee pot, and these folks would come in and just hang. At night, a co-worker and I would sack the Muzak system and pipe in WJLN, Birmingham’s last “progressive” radio station.

I made more money in tips (hustling the old ladies: “is this your sister?”, I’d ask, pointing to her young daughter). I got some very interesting tips from some of the aforementioned hippies. After carrying out two cart-loads of beer, wine and munchie food (obviously for a big party), I heard, “here ya go boy, here’s some genuine German hash-ish”. Nice, heavy rock, too!

Lot’s of funny stuff transpired at this gig. I remember one night this incredibly hot older babe (probably 23 years old ) came through my checkout line. She was wearing one of those tops that tie behind your neck (a halter?). When she bent over to write the check, the knot must’ve come untied. She stood up, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was naked from the waist up. I’m not sure I even took her money. I just stood there with my mouth open going, “duuuuuh ….” I’m just glad the apron hid my ultimate reaction.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:01 PM
In 1977, American iron still ruled the road. On my first day at the Gulf station, we had one of them rare foreign cars come in for service. One of the mechanics said, "Brock, I need you to go over to the hardware store and get me some metric screwdrivers." He gave me $10 and I started walking over to the nearby hardware store. About halfway across the parking lot, I stopped, and said to myself, wait a minute! (I had a Yamaha motorcycle and should have known better.) They all had a good laugh at my expense, but at least I did not enter the hardware store w/ a metric screwdriver request.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:02 PM
Working in a steel mill.

If anything fell out there, you didn't want to see it....trust me.

 
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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:03 PM
All of my buddies and I started working at 14 at a local private picnic ground and event hall.

We basically got stoned and mowed the grass and stole food for $1.00 an hour (in 1972.)
We eventually moved up to working in the kitchen too - plating food, washing dishes, setting up tables for events like weddings, and getting stoned.

The same folks also ran the consession stands at Lime Rock Race Track - we would work the booths there and get stoned....

Nothing better than working an afternoon wedding, followed by an evening wedding for a 16 hour day for a whopping 16 bucks....but back in 1972 $15 was a lid.....

 
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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:09 PM
At age 13 worked construction for my general contractor Pa. Did that every summer and at least 2 weeks over Christmas break all the way through college. Did everything from swinging sledge hammers knocking out concrete slabs to finish carpentry.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:11 PM
Oh yeah, in the 70's, getting stoned at work was the norm. Hell, I got caught twice at my job at the Shell station. All I ever got was scolded. Once while I was working at the nursing home, I arrived stoned and got heat prostration in the kitchen and passed out. To think that was 30 years ago just blows my mind.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:46 PM
1966, 12 yrs old worked in my uncles Restaurant on Pleasant ave. Made fersh mozzella, from scratch, pizza dough, and fresh pasta. It was all family in the Kitchen, and front of the house it was like the Holidays as we ate together every day.
The next year I stayed closer to home in the Bronx and got me a NY Daily Newspaper route. I was making about $45-50 a week, (with tips) and thought I was Rockefeller.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 03:48 PM
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I was 13 and had to do the recycle. I would take singles of beer and try each one. I got almost caught once. Really stupid looking back now.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 04:44 PM
Besides my Dad's machine shop for cash and lil goodie's I needed and the gig w/ the older dudes playing keggers and scooter tramp dives in my early teens, my first job w/ check and deductions was at a feed store unloading hay trucks. It was hard work but technique always out did brute strength.

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 04:54 PM
Worked at my fathers business when I was a kid. Started in 1964, I was around 6 years old. Worked there during the summer months until High School. Then I went out flipping burgers at the local Big E Hamburger joint. Then I worked at Matthews Belk dept store. Then Lance Crackers, Heating and Air installers, Then a Beer Distributer for 18 years, Little Debbie for 10 more years. Now I am back "Where It All Began" at my fathers company.............Loving every minute of it. I figured being happy is much more than making a lot of money...........

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 05:31 PM
my first job it was dark she was a few years older.. im sorry i got diverted!!

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 05:42 PM
Delivering newspapers. An afternoon paper, the Herald News. The route was in the family with us 4 boys for about 10 years. 75 papers a day. Wednesday was the heaviest because of ads for weekend shopping. Two big bags slung over both shoulders and about a 2 hour walk.

 

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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 06:06 PM
First job outright: Cleaned swimming pools...well, swimming pool. A friend of mine's family took a 3 month summer vacation and they hired me to clean it once a week.

First job that the IRS knew about: Worked at Wherehouse Records & Tapes in Lakewood, CA. Got hired on as Christmas help in 1973, but there was so much turnover in personnel that holiday season, I ended up staying on for almost two years; even got into the Management Training Program. Started at exactly $1 an hour...I was making 2-1/2 x's that when I left...or was asked to leave, to be exact. (went on to make it almost a career since I spent the next 7 years working in various competing record store chains...each time getting a significant raise in salary...finally, I came to the realization I had to get a "real job")

I was definitely a real life Jeff Spicoli back then...I had a VW van (Westfalia camper model, complete with pop-top), with an always well-stocked ice box. And, I was always the "baby" of the crew, since I was a year or two (or more) younger than the rest of the people who worked there. Just completely opened my eyes (and ears) to new music I'd never appreciated before (or just plainly had never been exposed to), like real hard core jazz ('50s be-bop mainly), bluegrass, and even got pretty deeply into classical music, since the store location I was at had a fairly passionate classical clientele. To all those haughty customers who put up with my total ignorance of their particular genre of choice, thank you for the music lessons!!

Oh, and even for a while in the early 80's, I took my original experience at cleaning pools to an actual swimming pool cleaning COMPANY complete with company truck & equipment and a clientele with seven figure homes. That job only lasted a couple of weeks due to its demaning physical nature. A couple of weeks later, I got an office job and the rest is history.

 
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  posted on 12/12/2007 at 06:40 PM
My first job was as a maid in a motel. (no I did not meet any rock stars there). It was pretty lousy, but I tried to look on the bright side, basically you are on your own, you work at your own pace and after a few days they really don't bother to check if you are doing your job or not, so you can just do your job and then leave. It was physically quite gruelling and I'd have to have some Seagrams when I got home and lay down. I wasn't there long, the manager, Nada complained the beds were lumpy and I said what do you expect, why don't you people stock fitted sheets so I don't have to fold any corners? She also told me to use this air freshener spray on the rooms and I said something like why don't you just open the doors to let the fresh air in? I was only there a couple of months, then I became an apprentice welder and that was worse. Had quite a few lousy jobs, don't think I'll have a good one until I create it for myself and run my own business, and yes that will happen.

 

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