What was your first job???

Discussion in 'Conversations Between White Women and Black Men' started by Kushton Slater, Feb 16, 2011.

  1. Kushton Slater

    Kushton Slater New Member

    Did you like it or hate it????

    What my job consisted of was me working in the back of a dry cleaners and having to listen to old women gossip etc... That job sucked on so many fucking levels lol. Not only was hot all the time it was humid as hell in that place, and we only had 2 big fans (one in the back and one in the front) to cool the employees down. I had to move huge ass bags of clothes and make hangers all day. Im so glad I dont work there anymore.
     
    Last edited: Feb 16, 2011
  2. Brittney

    Brittney Well-Known Member

    My first job was at a Taco Bell when I was 17. It was okay as far as the work part but I loved the people I worked with and the atmosphere. Fun times. :D
     
  3. Tamstrong

    Tamstrong Administrator Staff Member

    My first actual job (other than babysitting) was at a Sonic when I was 15. It was just a summer job. I was a car hop working for minimum wage & tips. Since I was only 15, I was only allowed to work a certain number of hours per day/week, so I only work a couple of hours a day through the lunch rush. It sucked, but it was better than being at home with my family. LOL
     
  4. TheHuntress

    TheHuntress Well-Known Member

    My first job was working my uncle's restaurant as the hostess/bus girl when I was 13.

    It wasn't too bad, actually, aside from the fact that I was still going through PT after a horrific broken ankle/leg. Being on my feet for several hours wasn't great. ;)

    I had a lot of fun there. I've always enjoyed working for the most part.
     
  5. wtarshi

    wtarshi Well-Known Member

    first job i was around age 13 and worked for my mum at home answering phones and filing (she started her own conveyancing business). HATED IT

    first PAYING job was at age 17 i was a receptionist / secretary in a serviced office of about 25 companies. i actually had one of those old switchboards where you would put in the red and blue cords to answer and transfer calls...!!! these were the days where we used fax and telex machine's and sent letters through the post instead of email and computer screens were black with green writing...!!! loved the job as it gave me money which gave me freedom.

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  6. z

    z Well-Known Member

    American Gigolo
     
  7. The Dark King

    The Dark King Well-Known Member

    P I M P
    Fuck what you heard pimpin is easy lol
     
  8. TheHuntress

    TheHuntress Well-Known Member


    That's not what I've been hearing...
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    :)
     
  9. The Dark King

    The Dark King Well-Known Member

    He's wack I'm the real deal homie lol
     
  10. satyr

    satyr New Member

    Grocery bagger, got fired inside of a month and it was the best thing to ever happen to me.
     
  11. Bookworm616

    Bookworm616 Well-Known Member

    A retail store. I was a cashier. I hated it.

    I'm not a people person. :smt042
     
  12. archangel

    archangel Well-Known Member


    I was a cashier at winn-dixie. I quit after maybe two months and decided being a blue collared worker is not for me as a career!
     
  13. mama

    mama Well-Known Member

    At a chinese takeaway joint. Worked there for five years while i was at school.
     
  14. archangel

    archangel Well-Known Member

    Did you learn some mandarin?
     
  15. mama

    mama Well-Known Member

    Nah didnt really pay attention. I wish i did tho, they used to talk mandarin n say my name...hell if i know what they were saying lol.
     
  16. I was a cashier at a large retail store. I hated it with a passion. I worked for shit money and shitty people. I started that job at 14 years old and thought that was what life had in store for me. Second job was not much better. Thank god I now have an awesome job.
     
  17. Persephone

    Persephone New Member

    I worked for a program called the GSYP (governor's summer youth program) when I was 14 or 15. It was a program to help low income families earn more money by making their kids work. -_- Or at least it seemed like it. heh. Thankfully my mom let me keep my money, though she asked for it as soon as it came time to buy school clothes. lol

    It basically consisted of janitorial/groundskeeping type stuff because it was based around a school. Pretty much all the schools in the county had a crew of about 7 (or more, for bigger schools) kids age 14-18 (it may have been 15, I forget honestly.) My first one was at an elementary school. We mowed the grounds, took care of overgrown weeds(mind you, this is in WV, so by this I mean wild tangles of briars, poison ivy, small trees, ect), gave some of the classrooms and the all the halls fresh coats of paint, and other things a bunch of dumb kids can handle without screwing it up too bad. I didn't mind it so much, really, cause I got paid (woohoo 5.15/hr) but I hated getting up at the ass crack of dawn for three months when I should've been sleeping in. We got ok hours...we worked 6 hrs a day and since it was technically a government job we got paid breaks. :D Plus I got to get off regular duty to do art stuff on windows and touch up murals, which was a huge plus and very fun for me. I also got a lot of free books because our supervisor (a Special Education teacher from the school) found a bunch left over from a book fair and gave em out to us for free.

    The program changed a few years later and started allowing students to get 7 hours a week during the school year, and at that time I worked at the high school so my duties were all the ones I previously mentioned plus actual janitor shit (yep, I had to clean toilets at my own damn high school) and scrubbing the bleachers in the gym. ugh. Now that shit sucked.

    My first non government funded job was at a stupid grocery store in my home town and was run by a misogynistic prick. So no bueno on that one either. lol
     
  18. Unique4ever

    Unique4ever Well-Known Member

    Delivered pizza and worked as a sales person at Footlocker during college.
    Both sucked, especially when some garlic sauce from a pizza spilled into the trunk of my car....I couldnt see or smell pizza anymore for a while after that LOL
     
  19. FG

    FG Well-Known Member

    I got my first paying job when I was 14. It was planting young fir plants (seedlings??) - it was a gruesome job, no matter what weather, you planted, back breaking stuff.

    hated it.

    That was during the spring and summer season, during the winter I worked at a retirement home doing odds and ends.. hated that even more - but must admit that was very educational. Still remember the 92 yo woman that got into a hair pulling fight w the woman next door:).. she even gave me ration coupons from WWII and asked me to go get her some coffee.
    Loved her:)

    Later on, in college, I worked nights as a parking attendant in a garage downtown Stockholm (scary stuff) and also backed up computers at night at a local company.
    Actually loved both those jobs.. the back up gig allowed me to sleep while the back ups were going:) a good thing as I was going to school during the day.
    The garage gig allowed me to study between cars exiting. so I really did love both jobs.

    I also did get an inventory job at the big comic book store in Stockholm (once per month) It usually took 2 nights and we were payed w comic books and some cash. LOL> I think I have all Heavy Metal:)
     
  20. RRoyce55

    RRoyce55 Active Member

    Contrary to everyone's horror stories, I have yet to find a job that I enjoyed as much as the first one I had.

    It was the spring of my junior year, was probably still 16, about to turn 17. It was at a lifecare elderly living facility. The place couldn't have been open more than 3 years or so, and i only recall this from looking at the website. Seems the 20th anniversary is approaching in a couple years. At this facility, elderly residents were living in basically a large apartment complex with almost everything they could possibly need on the campus. A full 3 meal daily dining plan was offered, a healthcare facility, game room, library, the whole shebang.

    The kicker to this place was that it was not fuckin cheap, and I mean, at all. I can't remember numbers, but these were rich ass people that went to the finest schools you can think of, and some you would never think of. From Peppedine to Vassar to the usual Ivys to anything that requires a 1400 minimum SAT score, there were alumni living here. There was also supposedly an 8 year waiting list to get in around the time I was working there.

    My job you ask? I simply did catering and serving for the dining services. We did 3 meals daily in the dining room, and we had a cafe open weekends. Minor functions were rare, but we did set ups for those too.

    What I loved about this job really were the people. I guess I've always liked old people, but these people were really mad cool. Really friendly to everyone, at least 90% of em were. There was the occasional bitter old bitty, but the ones i remember not liking were usually on their way out, if you know what i mean. That was the only sad part. When people went "downstairs" to the medical facility for closer care, they usually never came back to the dining area after that.

    Here's an interesting fact. The majority of the residents were clearly Republicans, and they clearly didn't hate black people, well, at least serving them anyways. Seriously though, they struck up convo's all the time, asking me where i was gonna go to school and such, like they didn't see me as just some black kid from the city, which I didn't expect. For this reason, I, unlike most black people (especially on these boards), don't have this immediate innate hatred of Republicans. I know that they really are people too, and clearly not "idiots", "morons", or the "devil, reincarnated".

    I've never liked a job more, and sometimes wonder what it would be like to work there again, in a more administrative capacity of course, as I'm well past that point in my life.
     

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