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crap off of dishes for 2.40 per hour in the Dining Hall and went to school full time. After college. Worked in a city school in NW Philadelphia.
CanonRay
(14,113 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Walleye
(31,051 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Ocelot II
(115,837 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Ocelot II
(115,837 posts)I moved on to a whole series of terrible jobs that I didn't last long at.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Ocelot II
(115,837 posts)2naSalit
(86,779 posts)At 21 I was repossessing cars and driving semis. At 18 - musician, factory worker.
debm55
(25,353 posts)House of Roberts
(5,183 posts)Since I continued working in that trade for many years, it was also my first job as an adult. When I was 23, I advanced into CNC machining, and worked at that until the pandemic retired me in 2020.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Rebl2
(13,551 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)a volunteer/internship in last year of college for class credit. I stayed as a volunteer and then they hired me part time. Unfortunately in 1985 my rheumatoid arthritis got much worse and I quit because I had to have hand surgery and I needed to try to get my RA under control. It took a very long time and they understood my reason for quitting. I also didnt want to be an unreliable employee. It was definitely a stressful job.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Also got married that year in February. Thirty-nine years together with a very caring man!
anciano
(1,001 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)grumpyduck
(6,255 posts)at Digital Equip. Corp. In MA
debm55
(25,353 posts)grumpyduck
(6,255 posts)I was trained in theatrical design, spent 15 years in architecture, and then back to entertaiment design including theme parks and TV.
asiliveandbreathe
(8,203 posts)just up the road from Dad's Flying A Gas Station..way back when..
Timothy's, Timothy's Two..LOL
debm55
(25,353 posts)keithbvadu2
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Cleared about $40 or $47 a week.
Paid my parents $20 a week for room and board. Same bed.
Saw that there was no future.
Five weeks after hs, I was in boot camp.
Six months before the draft would have grabbed me.
debm55
(25,353 posts)usonian
(9,867 posts)And about that time!
I was then fully occupied with school, and then the service (USCG), so the first industry job was engineer at G.E. Aerospace, instrumenting small jet engines.
debm55
(25,353 posts)malthaussen
(17,216 posts)discntnt_irny_srcsm
(18,482 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Basic LA
(2,047 posts)At RCA Global Communications Center in San Francisco.
I had just been discharged after returning from Vietnam in 1967.
niyad
(113,554 posts)Basic LA
(2,047 posts)Guess I was thinking civilian job.
debm55
(25,353 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Basic LA
(2,047 posts)Rastapopoulos
(675 posts)Assembling pipe hangers in a steel mill. I was quickly "kicked upstairs" to the office where I was an inventory clerk.
debm55
(25,353 posts)walkingman
(7,660 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)walkingman
(7,660 posts)because of the influence during those times but never did. The medical records job was the perfect job going to school. In those days it was all paper records and microfiche. I was a record clerk (worked the 3-11 shift) ...we would pull/file records and usually had enough time to study at work also. I met some wonderful people during those days (68-72).
Thanks for asking.
at UCLA in 1973 between finishing my BS in March and starting grad school the following September.
But not my first job.
sinkingfeeling
(51,473 posts)grocery store at 16. Then a sales 'girl' at Lerner Shop. And a job keying data to magnetic tapes before my employer found out I was pregnant and fired me,
debm55
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all women,
sinkingfeeling
(51,473 posts)Backseat Driver
(4,394 posts)I worked FT in HR at an international engineering and construction firm as a secretary. I was let go six months before DH's and my wedding when the other two secretaries in the office decided they wanted the woman who left before I was hired and with whom they maintained contact also wanted to come back to work in the office. All of a sudden, after a year, I wasn't a good fit anymore - seems I broke up their great team, er, social ladies office club! Two weeks later, I was working at a bank...It's been quite a bareback ride for us, this adult work-force thing/anniversary thing ever since...BTW - 53rd wedding anniversary? - now THAT was work!
debm55
(25,353 posts)Sailingdiver
(140 posts)Army Radio Teletype Operator in the 82nd Signal Battalion.
debm55
(25,353 posts)jpak
(41,759 posts)$2 an hour, no overtime, 80 hours a week.
Yup
debm55
(25,353 posts)jpak
(41,759 posts)Ya see we had this Deeepresssion going on....
Lived in a company trailer with no electricity or running water.
Shat in the woods and swam in the lake like animals.
Yup
malthaussen
(17,216 posts)Using the definition "individual no longer in High School," then my first job as an adult was counter man for Sherwin-Williams Paints.
-- Mal
debm55
(25,353 posts)malthaussen
(17,216 posts)... telling you how much of the four (or was it five?) tints to add to the base paint. We also did color matching, as in Mrs Doe brings in a sample of her drapery, and we tried to mix a paint that would match it. One got a feel for it after awhile.
-- Mal
True Dough
(17,321 posts)I modeled for posters that debm and Niagara put on their walls.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Niagara
(7,659 posts)I'm scrolling through the replies and I'm gently sipping my coffee.
And there it is! The reply that made me laugh my ass into a tizzy!!!
Disclaimer: My coffee is fine, I didn't spit it out or anything like that.
True Dough
(17,321 posts)until I know your coffee is all over the table, the floor, your clothes, etc.!!!
Niagara
(7,659 posts)DFW
(54,437 posts)I graduated college in 1974. I hung around Philadelphia (where I went to school) for another year, earning my living playing music around town and getting to know outfits in my eventual field. In the summer of 1975, one of those outfits said they wanted someone new, who knew the field, had language skills, was willing to travel, and had a good work ethic. I said OK, but with the proviso that I could travel to Europe on a regular basis, as I had met this fabulous German girlfriend that I didn't want to lose. They said, sure, if i could make it work.
I made it work. Now, over here, it's not just me. I'm not responsible for London, but I keep a very loose eye on our autonomous operations in Holland, Belgium, France, Germany and Switzerland, and frequently travel elsewhere, especially Spain.
This year marks my 49th year with the same employer. We were 12 (or so) barely 20-somethings in the beginning. Now, we are upwards of 700 worldwide.
Some claim my different-country-every-day schedule will kill me eventually. I note that it hasn't killed me in 49 years, and I'm sure that boredom would kill me quicker.
debm55
(25,353 posts)DFW
(54,437 posts)Not too many employers will tell a 23 year old, you have skills we could use, and few have. Make sure you do well, and well let you make up your job as you go along, always have the CEOs direct dial number, set your own travel schedule, take as much vacation as you want, and pay you enough so you wont want to work elsewhere.
I never wanted a McMansion in a gated community in Beverly Hills or Lear jet, so the offer was pretty much one I saw no reason to refusenot then, not now.
Oh, and by the way, that German girlfriend and I celebrate 50 years together this summer. I dont know if I should be considered loyal, lazy or just a creature of habit.
debm55
(25,353 posts)DFW
(54,437 posts)For finding a woman willing to put up with me for 50 years!
niyad
(113,554 posts)McGrawHill.
debm55
(25,353 posts)niyad
(113,554 posts)Deuxcents
(16,330 posts)Was gonna quit many times but was able to move around with different job titles
debm55
(25,353 posts)because of the principals ,not the students. Hung in there. Good for you
yellowdogintexas
(22,270 posts)Now I did have a dinky part time gig in college - dorm receptionist
I don't consider it a real job
debm55
(25,353 posts)yellowdogintexas
(22,270 posts)There were a few other side tracks, but most of the time was insurance.
debm55
(25,353 posts)PJMcK
(22,048 posts)My job was to interface with the contracted writers, scout new talent, get recordings and oversee music publications.
The boss was terrible. He was grumpy, moody, contrary and snarky. If I did the opposite of what he told me, the project would succeed,
Still, he gave me a decent job and over ten years, I learned a lot, experienced even more and got prepared to be independent. Ive been solo since the 1990s and Ive survived many industry purges as I wasnt beholden to a corporation. Sadly, Ive seen a large number of talented people get cast aside. (Its really hard to get back into the music business!)
We had a great office in NYCs Rockefeller Center and my window looked out onto the skating rink. During Christmas, I had a perfect view of the huge tree! I made some important contacts, developed several professional friendships and that job helped me survive a divorce by providing structure to may daily life!
debm55
(25,353 posts)PJMcK
(22,048 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Was a server for Edies Gourmet, a caterer in Pasadena. Always loved the name.
debm55
(25,353 posts)WheelWalker
(8,956 posts)developing drug abuse prevention instructional programs and materials for K through 12 teachers.
debm55
(25,353 posts)TexasBushwhacker
(20,214 posts)There I was, 18, and they put me in the draperies department. I ended up really liking it and took a gap year, much to my mother's dismay. They even promoted me to department manager. I thought I was hot shit. Then they moved my boss (area manager) to another area and hired a woman with a college degree to replace him instead of promoting me and I had to train her. That's when I came to my senses and went to college.
debm55
(25,353 posts)TexasBushwhacker
(20,214 posts)Nothing is as motivating to go to college as a shitty job!
rsdsharp
(9,197 posts)I worked all through high school in a meat department of a small grocery store. By my senior year I was working about 30 hours a week.
debm55
(25,353 posts)rsdsharp
(9,197 posts)LoisB
(7,231 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts):
LoisB
(7,231 posts)The "good old days".
brush
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Adjusted for inflation, $1.65 in 1964 is equal to $16.38 in 2024. CA 2024 minimum wage is $16.00 so in effect, they are still getting away with it.
mnhtnbb
(31,404 posts)I worked as a nursing unit clerk-- day shift 7 am-3pm--filling in for people taking vacation at the local community hospital. I worked most of the floors: med/surg, ortho, ob/gyn and the ER.
I did the same job for the next two summers between my freshman and junior years at college.
debm55
(25,353 posts)mnhtnbb
(31,404 posts)at the hospital from the age of 16 until I graduated high school, so a lot of people knew me.
I was thrilled to get the summer job after high school. It was 1969. By 1972 I didn't want to leave Los Angeles to go live at home during the summer, so that was the end of that job. But the Nursing Director wrote a wonderful recommendation for me to get into grad school at UCLA --in Hospital Administration -- so all those early hours of being at work by 7 am and weekend shifts where I ran up and down the back stairs to work two floors in one shift paid off.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Bayard
(22,149 posts)I moved to Minneapolis, where my sister lived. Got a job at Pickwick International, a music record distributor, as a shipping clerk for $2.50 an hour.
debm55
(25,353 posts)asiliveandbreathe
(8,203 posts)On to Directory Asst. we actually manually changed info when info changed tel. numbers, etc..hand written for dir asst. operators..on to dial bureau, assigning tel. numbers..then on to Installation dept. After graduation..that summer I worked at the Framingham MA Motor-in on week-ends on the cordboard..1 person position..yep 2 jobs..just for that summer of 64'.
Retired from AT&T in 1998..30 years..too many more jobs within company to mention..last job, after transfer to AZ.. a researcher, developer, delivery (instructor) in Education..also learned during this time, how to create CBT..computer based training .
Wonderful career..oh, did I mention my three kiddos..(in the years 66,68,69 ) LOL..
debm55
(25,353 posts)umroman
(21 posts)Made slides of the lady-parts.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Niagara
(7,659 posts)I waited tables at 16 and it wasn't long before I had enough money to purchase my first vehicle. Even though I wasn't legally an adult, I still had to pay for my own vehicle repairs, maintenance, fuel and insurance.
I need to clarify that I had money saved up from allowance, odd-jobs and babysitting for purchasing my first vehicle. I wasn't rolling in the money waiting tables. I did okay once I started though as long as I wasn't stiffed.
My first job as an 18 year old was a manufacturing job. I started off as part-time, graduated high school and eventually became full-time. For a non-union job I made decent money, had decent health insurance and it wasn't a filthy manufacturing job. It would have been so much better if we had a union though. I had that job for 12 years.
debm55
(25,353 posts)mike_c
(36,281 posts)Pepsidog
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debm55
(25,353 posts)kimbutgar
(21,188 posts)Learned about how real estate is transferred and all the legal paperwork involved. I had the job for three months and then quit annd moved out of my city and went to junior college in the suburbs. Near the end of my freshman year, I visited the company and asked them if they had any jobs. They hired me for the summer and for the next four years I worked my schools breaks and summers. Helped put me through college. I was able to pay my own tuition and buy my books. Of course this was before college became unaffordable. A semester cost me $125 then at a state college. The only help I got from my parents was my housing. I will be eternally grateful for that nice title company . They also offered me a job after college as a title officer but I ended up taking a job with Merrill lynch in the Municipal Bond department.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Demovictory9
(32,475 posts)debm55
(25,353 posts)Mr.Bill
(24,319 posts)I started at 16. It was at a Deli inside a grocery store. The grocery store didn't own it, it was a concession. I washed dishes, cooked rotisserie chickens and ribs, and restocked all the food behind the counter. We sold macaroni salad, potato salad, etc. I did that for the first few hours after school, then the other person went home and I worked alone until we closed at 9:00. We ran the whole place with just three people, myself and two adult women. I worked around 25 hours a week.
The really fun part was we also sold pizza by the slice. Twenty five cents for plain cheese and thirty five cents for pepperoni. It was pretty crappy pizza. We used pre-made crusts, sauce from a can and grated frozen cheese. You may be thinking what was fun about making and selling crappy pizza? We had one of the first microwave ovens, an Amana Radar Range. When you bought a slice, we re-heated it in the microwave. I really think most people bought it just to see the magic of it being heated up in seconds. So I can literally say I have been cooking with a microwave oven for over 50 years. I made $1.65 an hour.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Mr.Bill
(24,319 posts)I did have a car I paid $250 dollars for, but no car payment. I cleared about $25 a week in my paycheck and back then $5 on a Saturday was enough to put a little gas in the car, take my girlfriend to a movie and to the A&W after the movie. At the time I felt like I was doing okay.
The other thing I liked about the job is I was off on Fridays and Saturdays. I was out with by girl cruising on those nights while most of my friends were working at a fast food joint for the same pay.
Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)in a cigar store. Then I went to Morocco where I had a brief career as a nightclub singer, and lived to tell about it!
Aristus
(66,462 posts)Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)Aristus
(66,462 posts)Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)Stay tuned. . .
Aristus
(66,462 posts)Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)I had just finished my junior year at Portland State and had been accepted into a study abroad program offered by The Experiment in International Living - affiliated with the Peace Corps - sponsoring a full year of study at Mohammed V University in Rabat. It was during the height of the Viet Nam War when university students went on strike in various countries protesting the war, including at Mohammed V. As such the five American students in my group were unable to register for classes or even sign up for student housing. Hoping the strike would end sooner rather than later, the remaining four in my group, including moi, decided to rent an apartment together. One member had already left in frustration. After about a month and no change in the situation, my three roommates had started thinking about heading for home. Then one night, before any travel plans were made, three of us went to dinner at an Italian bistro, popular with Americans and Europeans, and where diners were entertained by a brilliant jazz guitarist. I was so enchanted with his music that I decided to approach him about working with a singer, no doubt emboldened by the two glasses of sangria Id had during the meal and firmly convinced that nothing would come of it. Mais, au contraire! The next afternoon I returned to La Mamma, auditioned for the guitarist, and started performing that evening and six nights a week after that. He did a lot of wonderful jazz solos, and I sang American favorites - mainly from the forties and fifties, in addition to songs in French, Spanish, Russian - some Id learned from listening to Theodore Bikel albums, but nothing in Italian(!). We were invited to play at parties hosted by various diplomats living in Rabat. In December all of my roommates had returned to the States, and in early January, the guitarist and I left La Mamma and Rabat to perform nightly at the newly opened nightclub in the Hotel Mamounia in Marrakech, living in housing provided for the hotel staff with meals prepared by hotel cooks and served in the staffs dining room. By late January I had really started missing home and feeling more than a little vulnerable so far away from anything familiar, and arrived back in Portland on Valentines Day.
And in case you wanted to know, the movie rights to my as yet unpublished mystery novel featuring a fictionalized version of this story, have yet to be assigned.
Aristus
(66,462 posts)Who would play you?
What a remarkable story, chere Madame...
Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)doc03
(35,367 posts)August 1966. Worked there a little over 1 1/2 years then got drafted in the Army. I hated living in the city,
when I got out of the Army the steel mill was hiring so I moved back to Ohio and worked in the mill for 40 years.
debm55
(25,353 posts)jmowreader
(50,562 posts)My first civilian job was as a photographer at a Glamour Shots store. I cannot imagine actually having my photos made there; everything was super rushed and the cosmetics they use on you will play hell on your face when you try to get them off. Then someone in Southern Pines, NC, hired me to make negatives for offset printing, from there I went to a printing plant in Fayetteville to do the same thing...and....well, I've been in the printing business pretty much ever since.
debm55
(25,353 posts)dai13sy
(340 posts)was working as a waitress at the Dairy Queen on the University of Oregon campus
debm55
(25,353 posts)Aristus
(66,462 posts)My first job after I got out of the Army at age twenty-four was working in a bookstore. It was then that I learned the ugly truth of being in the American work force. "Just get a job and work hard, and you will be able to meet all of your basic needs." What a crock of shit. My employer, a national mall bookstore chain, refused to let me work a full-time schedule. I could rarely get more than thirty-two or thirty-three hours a week. I didn't know at the time that they did this so that they wouldn't have to offer me a benefit package to go with full-time hours. No medical, no dental, no sick time, no vacation time. Nothing.
I was very good at the work. I spent a lifetime reading up to that point, so I knew a lot about almost any literary genre someone might enter the bookstore looking for, and I could take them right to any particular title or author on the shelves. I thought for sure that when Christmas rolled around, and work demands would go up, that they would give me full time. Nope. They just hired a bunch of warm bodies who didn't know shit about books, and gave them all shitty, part time hours.
It didn't take me long to see why some people, even if they seemed ill-suited for a military career, stayed in the military for twenty years. The sacrifices one makes in service to the country are worth it because of the benefits that go with it, medical and dental care, free housing and meals (if you're un-married and living in the barracks), and so on.
It was a long, hard slog to get where I am today, and I only accomplished it because I had a lot of help from a lot of people. But despite my economic security, I haven't forgotten, and will never forget, the ways in which corporate America keeps pounding the living shit out of working people in order to cram more money into their own pockets. I will always come down on the side of working people.
debm55
(25,353 posts)moved around alot but they were still buying things at the Military store way after he retired. PS Thank you for your service.
Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)all of the above while dancing backwards in high heels! It's why I eventually decided to get an M.S. degree in Management to help me make a career move into H.R., with a goal of making work better for people. I gave it my bet shot as head of H.R. for a local financial institution, and then moved on to a human resources consulting company to top off my career before retiring as soon as I could afford it. Since then I have, off and on, occupied myself working on writing a mysteries series featuring a human resources consultant encountering murder and mayhem in the workplace. Because, why ever not?
Aristus
(66,462 posts)Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)in order to make a point about sexism in the workplace in the 70s and 80s. Please dont try it! As for my dancing skills, not so much. . .
Aristus
(66,462 posts)Mme. Defarge
(8,042 posts)I did change jobs a lot during the early part of my time in the workforce, and was able to do that because early on in my marriage my husband and I agreed to build up our savings for our go to hell money. As they said back in the day, You can take this job and shove it!
Emile
(22,916 posts)In highschool I worked at Steak-n-Shake, IGA grocery store and a Chinese restaurant as a dish washer.
debm55
(25,353 posts)LudwigPastorius
(9,170 posts)But if we're talking about steady, show-up-every-day jobs, it would either be warehouse worker, or assembly line. I can't remember which I did first.
Jobs before that, from 15 to 18 years of age, were bus boy, dish washer, oyster shucker, and fry cook.
debm55
(25,353 posts)LudwigPastorius
(9,170 posts)...that I didn't want to do those jobs for the rest of my life.
Old Crank
(3,628 posts)PArt of and assembly line. I was off to the side and made cabinet doors, put weather weather stripping, putty, on the windows and doors, and did the rolling and jointing of the aluminum siding. Rarely touched the product on the line.
debm55
(25,353 posts)FalloutShelter
(11,878 posts)Looking up phone numbers eight hours a day in a small booth lines with giant phone books.
No computers
old school.
debm55
(25,353 posts)MenloParque
(512 posts)After classes and studying I worked for 5:00pm -1am M-F. My parents, myself and my kids all worked full- time and earned a bachelors degree simultaneously.
SARose
(255 posts)Seventeen years old and Dad said if you want spending money at college get a summer job. My cousins husband was District Manager for a credit bureau and offered me the job for a whole $1.60/hr. For that princely sum I was allowed to type field notes and autopsy reports 8 hours/day. Our youngest grandson (17) started working at a local tourist attraction for $17.50/hr. lol
debm55
(25,353 posts)got no help from family on college, books, spending money, or housiing , as they didn't think college was important.But I did , as you have.Congratulations to you.
debm55
(25,353 posts)-misanthroptimist
(819 posts)But I started working when I was 12.
debm55
(25,353 posts)PoindexterOglethorpe
(25,895 posts)I was a nurse's aide at a small nearby hospital. Sub minimum wage job. Went to college for a semester, dropped out, did some temp work, then full time at the local credit bureau. Six or so months later went to work for Ma Bell as an information operator.
I also rented an apartment on my own at age 17.
debm55
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PoindexterOglethorpe
(25,895 posts)did some Christmas retail jobs, did three brief paralegal jobs, worked in an art gallery for two days (and then was fired for having "unbridled exuberance" ). But wait, there's more! Out patient registration and then the information desk at the local hospital. Yep, I've done a bunch of stuff.
debm55
(25,353 posts)PoindexterOglethorpe
(25,895 posts)The down side is that I never had an actual career of any kind. Just a bunch of jobs. I often say I never had a job that was better than not working.
OldBaldy1701E
(5,157 posts)Got a part because I was doing another play that was being presented on the grounds. (I turned 18 right before LC production started for that year.)I got to talk to the producer and he told me that they had already had auditions for the year but he would grab a picture and keep my information as they always had dropouts. One week later, I got a call. I managed to get one of my favorite roles that first year (which I played for all three years I was there), as I had been going to this show since I was around 8. It was the high point of my career, which is sad when you think about it, but my time there was always great.
debm55
(25,353 posts)limbicnuminousity
(1,404 posts)Had so much energy then putting in 16-20 hour days, 7 days a week with no overtime because the work was engaging. Spent a few decades doing that, it was therapeutic in many ways.
debm55
(25,353 posts)pfitz59
(10,390 posts)Building and repairing trails in the Trinity Alps Wilderness. Wonderful summer.
debm55
(25,353 posts)DemMedic
(160 posts)I worked for the parks department in my town on Long Island.
debm55
(25,353 posts)Wicked Blue
(5,851 posts)Did that for almost two years.
But earlier I babysat, worked at a stationery store and a bakery, and spent a summer as a mother's helper taking my godmother's kids to the beach.