One of my first jobs was being a telemarketer. This is probably one of the worst jobs, and lots of unneeded stress. You're pushed to sell, sell, sell. If you've met quota, there's another quota that you have to reach and so on. The better you do the more you're expected to sell. The second your rate drops, you get fired. What did it teach me? That I never want to work for someone again. To treat employees like people, not to see them on their ability. That a trendy location does not equal good people or good ethics. That most stress is created by people. There was no rush to meet any deadlines in reality.
My first job was manual labor at 13 year old. I dug a 50' trench in clay soil. This taught me a few things: 1) I hate maual labor 2) Working 80 hour weeks doesn't seem that bad now just as long as its on a computer.
My first job was teaching piano. It taught me that a lot of people have some really rotten kids. I vowed to never let my own kids get away with the crap that those parents let their kids get away with. I guess ultimately, I learned that there are some really shitty parents out there.
My first job was Hardee's, a fast food resturant, it taught me that if I don't like someone I hope they like the taste of my spit and that I would prefer to never have to work fast food again.
My first job taught me that no one who has an easy move hires a moving company. My second job taught me that cleaning sucks and is not something I'm intersted in. My third job taught me that people will use religion to scam their way into people's wallet. My fourth job taught me that idiots are everywhere and if you're unlucky one or more of them will be made your boss. All my jobs, present position excluded, taught me that the result of working for someone else is more work.
My first job in seismograph office taught me what I did not want to be when I grow up. As I continue to age, I continue adding to the list. Shannon
My first job was in the U.S. Army I learned more life lessons than I can mention here in one post. I started out enlisted then became an officer through the good ole Army GTG program. All of my jobs since then have taught me that: A) I do not want to let someone else decide when, where, how, and why I retire B) I will not rest until I am my own boss.
My first job was at Wendy's and I had to wear the "Where's the Beef?" button (showing my age). It taught me not to run into an overweight boss during a lunch rush with a large Coke. Needless to say, he was soaked from the shirt down, and I was fired. Have to agree with George on the Army. After HS, I enlisted into the Army and it's been a solid foundation for me ever since.
Age 12, Paperboy Taught me that Winter is way f'n cold to be riding a bicycle around! Age 17, Victoria's Secret (Stock Room) Taught me that older women like younger males. :thumbsup:
I grew up on a farm and worked all the time, but that didn’t pay. I started helping my dad as an electrician at about 9 or so on the weekends and summers but he didn’t start paying me for a few years until people would say, “You making some extra money helping your dad out†and I’d say, “he doesn’t pay me anything.†He finally started paying me then. Something like under a $1 an hour. I got all the sucky jobs like crawling under houses and in attics. When I was a teenager in the summer we’d work about 90 hours a week, 7 hours a day since the days were so long. Working in the heat doing stuff like digging ditches for wires in rock and clay while my dad yelled at me taught me not to work with family. During the school year I worked at Dairy Queen at nights and as an electrician during the weekends and I learned that if you’re persuasive enough you can get high school girls to do anything in a walk-in cooler.
I've had a ton of jobs as well, you name it, I've done it. One thing I've learned is that how much you enjoy or hate a job always depends on who you work with. If you work with cool people, shuffling manure can be a fun job. If you work with idiots, your dreamjob can turn sour. Anyways , my first job was Taco Bell and that was one sucky team I was working with
Did you hear about the male gynecologist that got sued for damages? The woman walked in, lay down, sprawled out. So how's the taco doing today miss?
if it's red, someone's a homophobe. if it's green, someone's got a daaaaate henny's secret admirer in the front going "i'm such a pimp", henny in the back going, "how can i properly optimize my adsense and chitika earnings?"