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Other thread just got me thinking.
Mine was working on Ice Cream counter at Macaris on Torquay Harbourside. First wage packet £122.
That was the best job ever, if only just for meeting laydeez 😀
Plus Mr Macari was a lovely man; I hope he's still going.
First proper job?
Ambulance Cadet.
McDonald's
coal man. delivering miners coal and hawking door to door.
pot wash
Worked as a waiter at a hotel in Scarborough for £3.10 an hour. Usually finished work at 10:30pm then went to the pub to spend most of my wages on some good old underage drinking.
First proper job?
Sorry, not very clear. First job wherever (mine was a summer job) apart from paper round (as a bit obvz for many)
LBS skivvy.
When I was at 6th form I had two part time jobs, one writing SW / editing books on programming for a local distance learning college and the other pot scrubbing in a Cambridge College kitchen.
Sainsburys, butcher dept..... In the days of the brown 3/4 length coat and clip on tie...
Worked in a wire mills from 16 (1975) as a general labourer in the stores
Weekly wage was something like £18
heavy engineering in a forge, making BIIIIG crankshafts.
Sorry, not very clear. First job wherever (mine was a summer job) apart from paper round (as a bit obvz for many)
Tricky then.
I was a beating during the season from about 11 not sure you can count that. We picked tatties during the season from when I was about 13 but that was only a few months, I was paperboy for 3 years mornings and afternoons, so that was more of a job but can't count that. I helped with picture framing for about a year after school, weekends between paper rounds. Then for 3 month after finishing school I stacked shelves in the local co-op before I started in the NHS.
So yeah ermmm!
Waiter in local pub/restaurant. Spent my wage on beer at the bar and smoking with the French chefs.
butchers delivery boy, proper heavy cast iron bike. best school job was in a cinema with one night a week in the projection box. picked berries for a few summers, did some bar work, first proper job was on a lifeboat
Milk round- £40 a week for a 15 year old wasn't too bad in the mid nineties. IIRC worked about 5:30 till 7:00 Mon-Fri, sat was about 5:00 till 8:00. Plus a pint of milk everyday you worked.
After that I started my apprenticeship as a fabby.
Bricklaying on a YTS scheme.
Perfect footing (no pun), for a career in Engineering Design.
Apprentice engineering Patternmaker in a large steeklworks making woodenm patterns to be cast in steel, iron, brass or aluminium. 14 quid a week.
Farm work from 9/10yrs.
Apprentice motor mech from 16 earning £5.2/6p. Earned double that working nights/weekends on the farm 😆
Press Officer at National Breakdown, met my future wife on day 1, got made redundant three months later!
Summer job, worked at a company that sold slaughterhouse equipment!
Worked at a cafe on Madeira Drive in Brighton weekends and school holidays.
£6 a day plus a couple of quid bonus if it was busy.
YTS scheme - a day-release college course doing B-Tec business studies as well as being trained up as technical author for the company "employing" me.
I think it was something like £27.95 a week. Slave labour...
Brogue shoe sprayer for Loakes.
First proper job summer 1977 at local slaughterhouse now closed, £25 a week for 12 weeks, then started engineering apprenticeship for £18 a week! Very disillusioned. Was dating local butchers daughter at the time who bought from there so tried to impress!
first proper job, chain boy on the M20 widening job in the early 1990's
P/T at Tesco on the produce department while doing my a-levels
Summer job - boxing computers in a factory in Inverclyde.
Proper job - PRHO (three months each of trauma & orthopaedics, hepatobiliary surgery, haematology and chest medicine).
Winch driver (and general dogsbody) at a gliding airfield
Spent a glorious summer working in a small brewery in the middle of Salisbury Plain.
As a result, on my CV, under "Organisational skills" I can proudly claim that I have organised a pissup in a brewery. 😀
wet end relief on a road-laying crew
worked at an ice cream factory, it was ace!
the machines kept breaking down, the ice cream kept flowing, i used to get covered in the stuff, and was constantly licking my ice cream soaked fingers.
one day the machine that put the lids on the plastic tubs packed up so i had to do it by hand, i quickly drew a few smiley faces in the ice cream before putting the lids on them,...i'm sure that made someones day somewhere!
My mate got sacked for travelling down to the warehouse on the conveyor!
lol,..great times.
Apprentice vehicle & plant fitter for City of Durham Council, Feb 1972. 1st pay packet £7.26 in cash.
Squaddie.
Hmm, tricky - I've only ever had one real proper job, as in something where I turned up every morning and left every evening, and got paid at the end of the month. That was for IBM, and I lasted 8 months. But even that wasn't really a job as they didn't really have an actual job for me to do, I really spent 8 months going on training courses and trying to get Doom to run on an OS/390 mainframe.
wet end relief
That's not what it sounds like, is it?
As a schoolboy Gardner for all the elderly heighbours and their friends.......I did a bloody good job too.....only downside was one old lady always wanted her massive front garden which was mud, digging over every week as she liked to see freshly turned earth........I didn't really think about it at the time but as a 16 year old very fit and muscular Young man I always ended up doing it in just my shorts sweating more than she was whilst she was watching me...... Bless her, I guess I was pimping myself willingly but she did pay well 😆
Surely men of your standing don't need to flash a CV to procure a job, CFH, merely a handshake.
Or a quick frottage, maybe, cos I'm not sure how things work in those circles...
😉
CaptainFlashheart - Member
wet end relief
That's not what it sounds like, is it?
🙂 no idea, but i know someone who has that as his job title and its always made me giggle
Worked weekends & school hols in LBS. Does that count ? First job with an actual contract was junior project engineer for a small local engineering company. That was less fun, I had to get my hair cut 🙁
selling/serving petrol at 30p per Gallon continued with this as first proper job trainee civil eng .technician only paid £1500 pa not too many 'interesting/other jobs around at the time!happy days 😉
Media distribution.
Youth Opportunities Program as a Plumbers mate, which did lead onto an apprentiship
First job as a 'grown up'...
Summer job working in the yard at an oil services company. My job was to clean and re-paint well test separators, chicksans, etc. Sometimes I ran out of the correct paint colour so just painted the lines with what I had in the stores....I then progressed onto fitting new flare tips in the test flares.
The lad in charge of the yard was an ex Para and he had his step-son and his mate working there too. Both were members of the local bike gang, but decent lads. Unfortunately on my last day there they cornered me and smeared my nether regions with a mixture of green paint, heavy duty grease and sand.
The next summer I got a job as a refuse collector and mobile public toilet cleaner with my own van. Had to clean the loos in great little places such as Collieston.
Them were the days!
Football pools collector, used to make £8-10 ish for a couple of hours work on a Thursday night. Needed my own bank account and chequebook so nice little intro for a 14 year old.
A bit later Saturday job in Uptons department store (Psyche are in the building now) selling Sinclair Spectrums, C64, Atari, Coleco etc on one side and Raleigh Burners on the other.
Draughtsman for local agricultural engineers. Saw me through sixth form and filled in when I wasn't off with the Saturdays and Sundays crew lobbing shells over a distance.
aged about 15 I think - shelf stacker in Fine Fare with bunch of my mates.Good boos - used to allow us off on Fridays to go to gigs on basis we'd make the hours up later...
allied to that, tattle picker - big money in those days !!
Sainsbury's bakery. My wife worked on the deli, that was 21 years ago, I was 17.
mining engineering stoodent, did a 13 month stint with the coal board but jacked it in before going to college & not long before the miners strike - after only 9 months of coalface training it took 2 weeks of clean air before I stopped coughing up the black stuff 😯
Army at 16
Bricky's mate at 15. When I wasn't carting armloads of bricks up ladders and scaffold I was mixing the mud and carting that up ladders and scaffold.
allied to that, tattle picker - big money in those days !!
I got to drive the tractor, p*d some of my townie class mates right off.
What they didn't appreciate was that tatties have to be riddled, sorted and bagged. That was payback time 🙄
Upside was I could hurl the shotput ball to record distances 😆 On the odd occasion I could also hurl annoying class mates just as far when required 😆
Left school in 1986 3 weeks before my 16th birthday and rang loads of places to be told you're too young sorry.
Ended up doing 18 months of on/off temporary clerical assistant work for the inland revenue in Leeds , my mates were all on YTS schemes earning £27 a week and I took out £56. The work was boring filling stuff mainly but it was flexi time and myself and the other temps would make up most of our weeks hours from monday to friday lunchtime then have a 2 1/2 hour liquid lunch and spend an hour in the afternoon hammered before we could go home 🙂 Happy days.
Golf club caddie - earn around 80p (value today) per 9 hole course.
Usually £1.60 per day.
😮
Bikeshop mechanic. Convinced the local bike shop to let me do my 2 week work experience there. Kept me on as a saturday job.
Courier. Mostly carrying artwork around Manchester city centre for graphic designers. Did it two summers in a row. Really quite enjoyed it.
bn, answer you email for christs sake!
Saturday jobs - Turkey killing, plucking and gutting at Christmas.
Weekend job that became holiday job that became career - go fa at sailing school, dishing out buoyancy aids, rigging boats, fishing people out of water...
YTS Gamekeepeing and Game Farm Management £27.95 a week.
Full time work with 4-6 week of collage at the end of every year to study then do the exams. 1st year someone fired a 410 shotgun in the dorm we used cig papers and toothpast to cover the hole in the ceiling LOL
abbatoir butcher ... !
Saturday mechanic at a very early incarnation of Scotby Cycles in Carlisle.
Shelf Stacker at Safeway while at College. £442 per month. Then Travel Agent for first Choice for 12 months £1100 per month. Then joined the Army for 3.5 years.
Gardener. Age 15, printed off some leaflets and dropped them at all the posh houses on the outskirts of the village. An old boy rings up and asks if £4 an hour would be enough. 20+ years ago - too right it would, I was hoping for £2.50 like all the boys working in shops got. And I could fit it in round rugby on Saturday and Sunday. Perfect.
Apprenticeship at 16
Gardener in the local psychiatric hospital during the summers whilst at university. I quite enjoyed it and I remember that the weather was good.
The students got to do all the hard graft while the old timers sat around drink tea and smoking woodbines. On the joining the head gardener said to me "what do they learn you at university?" I replied " the don't learn me anything they teach me". He took it reasonably well, and 30 years later I am still a smart arse.
The first job with a real pay packet was data processing, mainly inputting book club orders (off the back of sunday paper magazines) in to a computer.
Farm Hand, driving tractors at 14/15 around the farm, milking etc, took my test at 16, summer was good stacking straw bales on the trailer getting a good tan radio up!
Renting deck chairs on Southend seafront. Pay was appalling, £20 for a +10 hour day in 2004. They gave me a bike to ride around on to collect the money. So getting paid to ride a bike around the seafront in the sun was actually quite nice. Used to spend a lot of time just chatting to mates I'd bump into, or doing some skids and wheelies on the supplied bike. £1.50 to sit on a deck chair, the local old folk were appalled! I was a pro at putting, taking down and carrying up to 8 wooden deck chairs in one go.
17, just after passing my driving test: Delivering Thompson telephone directories. Got utterly humped by them. Rate of pay was X-pence per 100 directories and I was given a whole bunch of really rural routes, took days to do a few pounds worth. Because I was too honest to chuck them all in a skip (a lot of the places I delivered to said they hadn't had a telephone directory in years other than ones they'd found fly-tipped in hedges) it cost more in petrol than I earned. The only saving grace was on the last day I got mauled by a farm dog badly enough for the police to have to be called and the copper gave the farmer the choice between having the dog put down or giving me enough cash to replace my torn clothes in return for a blind eye being turned.
Renting deck chairs on Southend seafront
Friend of mine did similar work in Brighton that involved repairing them as well. He took one apart and re-assembled it in such a way that no matter what you'd did you could make the deckchair stay up. Whenever they got an arsey customer he gave them the doctored deckchair. Despite the fact it was unusable, and no matter how big a winge-bag they were, they were all to proud to bring it back and say they couldn't work it.
First proper job where I earned good money was brashing and snedding/binging pulp for my dad in the forestry up in Argyll, 12 yrs old and my very own cute 24cc chainsaw with an ickle bar, to be honest as it was a 90 min journey to go into school at Oban on the village bus I often didn't go in for weeks at a time but went to work with him in the wood instead , I soon progressed to stealing one of his wood sheds to store and chop hardwoods that we felled whilst working through the plantations, I supplied pretty much everyone within a 10mile+ radius of the village with bags of firewood and I earned enough over the winter to buy a new kx80 motocross bike and full sinisalo riding kit, a Canadian style canoe (we stayed right on the shores of loch awe) loads of camping kit, Abu Cardinal fishing equipment and a muddy fox courier mtb from the bike shop in Oban not bad for a 13 yr old in 1985 😀
I've never earned quite so much in my life since 😕
1st paid job, berry picking, then moved onto lambing.
Had a summer job stitching tarpaulins together on 12 hour weekend shifts. Well paid and often didn't involve much work as the huge industrial machines were pretty unreliable.
Then had a job in a parasitology lab for 2 months another summer. Basically collecting, sieving and examining poo. Paid for 3 weeks seeing practice in Vancouver and a month travelling around western Canada though.
Cattle ranch, herding said cattle and fixing/maintaining fences
Left school at 16 (very nearly 17) in 1987 after doing my GCSE's - got reasonable results by the standards set in those days 4 x B's, 3 x C's, 2 x D's (plus an O Level B in Art, which we were allowed to take for some reason). All poor by today's 'easy pass' A+++++ standards.
Didn't have a clue what to do, careers advisors at school were less than useless. Worked in an Off Licence - a big one - sorting stock/stacking shelves for a couple of weeks in the summer hols. Heard of a local bloke looking for apprentice sparks - didn't have much of an interview, started on the YTS (the only way to get an electrical apprenticeship back then), learned my trade - sparky/foreman/supervisor/manager for 23 years at the same firm.
It all went to shit and I started working for myself in 2010.
Audio Technician at the BBC. Firstly at Radio Manchester and then at Television Centre. That seems a [i]very[/i] long time ago now.
I worked in a big sainsburys as a student - pretty much every department, meat, fish, deli, produce, grocery, bakery, trolleys and the dreaded checkouts.
It taught me [s]two[/s] several things:
People will buy anything if you put a "reduced" label on it.
The general public, at large, are idiots.
Middle-aged women (as a demographic) are extremely rude.
making jam donuts is the worst job in the world
I must, at all costs, never work in retail ever again.
When was that Bregante?, my mate used to be principal sound engineer for R3 but started his BBC career on R1 in the early 70s before moving over to R3 and R4 before leaving in mid/late 90's
agricultural labourer on an apple, plum and pear farm
my first company car was a Massey Ferguson, often with fork lift auxiliary accessory on the back.
Christmas work at a catalogue company's distribution centre, loading and unloading three piece suites from delivery trucks. Dirty, heavy and hard work. The attitude of some of the permanent staff was shocking, their method of unloading a brand new leather suite that was stacked three high was to slide it out until it fell to the floor, you could hear the frame break when it landed!
First proper job was........
carlosg - MemberEnded up doing 18 months of on/off temporary clerical assistant work for the inland revenue in Leeds. The work was boring filling stuff mainly but it was flexi time and myself and the other temps would make up most of our weeks hours from monday to friday lunchtime then have a 2 1/2 hour liquid lunch and spend an hour in the afternoon hammered before we could go home Happy days.
.......this, but in Manchester in 1990. As you say "happy days"
Christmas work at a catalogue company's distribution centre, loading and unloading three piece suites from delivery trucks. Dirty, heavy and hard work. The attitude of some of the permanent staff was shocking, their method of unloading a brand new leather suite that was stacked three high was to slide it out until it fell to the floor, you could hear the frame break when it landed!
First proper job was........
carlosg - MemberEnded up doing 18 months of on/off temporary clerical assistant work for the inland revenue in Leeds. The work was boring filling stuff mainly but it was flexi time and myself and the other temps would make up most of our weeks hours from monday to friday lunchtime then have a 2 1/2 hour liquid lunch and spend an hour in the afternoon hammered before we could go home Happy days.
.......this, but in Manchester in 1990. As you say "happy days"
somafunk I was at Radio Manchester in 86-87 and then a sub contractor at Wood Lane (their engineering/r&d unit) where I was a sub contractor working for FWO Bausch. When they extended Television Centre ( it was called Stage 5 from memory) I worked on all the hard wiring installations in what was to become the home of Radio 1-5 until the project was signed off to the BBC. From memory that was 88-90.