
What was your first Job?
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Shooting rabbits on Bodmin Moor, got paid 25p per shell and 5p a rabbit (average was 3 out of 4 shots). I was 16 and I used to take my dog as well.What was your first Job?
1st proper job was working for Peter West, only lasted 2 years but used to get free tickets to Green Shield tennis, Pot Black, Benson and Hedges cricket (along with 200 fags a week). Used to yap to people like Virginia Wade, play snooker with Alex Higgins ( he used to show us how trick shots were done, can't watch them on tv now they are cheats)
But I'd not want to go back to those days, even with hindsight.
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My first job was general farm worker - looking after cows and sheep on small farm on the Worcester/Hereford border. It coin cided with my first bike too as I was living in and my dad bought me a funny little scoot so I could ride miles 30 miles home every other weekend.
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First 'real' job, (paper rounds dont count really), was a part-time un while at Art College. 'Deep Pan Pizza' in Carlisle.
Absolutely bloody hated it due to the place mainly catering fer ungrateful Suvven Reps!
I worked three nights a week, 6pm-2am, and had to put up with loads of verbal off the 'customers'.
So much so that after four whole weeks of it I flipped n lobbed a red-hot 12 inch deep-dish pepperoni into a suits lap, offered him to step outside fer a 'chat', (strangely declined), and told the Manageress to stuff the job before she could overcome her astonishment and tell me I was sacked.
Best bit; Got a free pizza everynight after work, (not one of the gobbed-in ones mind
), and a litre of pop. Oh, and sometimes I had to clean the cake-fridge out, which meant new stock would be going in, which in turn meant that when I got the munchies I had a near unlimited supply of Mississippi Mud Pie back at my digs!
All fer £3.75 an hour too!
Ahhhh; Happy days...
Absolutely bloody hated it due to the place mainly catering fer ungrateful Suvven Reps!

I worked three nights a week, 6pm-2am, and had to put up with loads of verbal off the 'customers'.
So much so that after four whole weeks of it I flipped n lobbed a red-hot 12 inch deep-dish pepperoni into a suits lap, offered him to step outside fer a 'chat', (strangely declined), and told the Manageress to stuff the job before she could overcome her astonishment and tell me I was sacked.

Best bit; Got a free pizza everynight after work, (not one of the gobbed-in ones mind


All fer £3.75 an hour too!
Ahhhh; Happy days...

Two is the magic number... ;)
Apart from a couple of weeks cleaning up crap in a timber mill yard during school holidays, my first job was building computers for a retail / wholesaler.
Oh, the joys of using "debug" to talk to an XT's hard drive controller to format the bugger. "g=c800:5" still rings a bell for some strange reason...
Oh, the joys of using "debug" to talk to an XT's hard drive controller to format the bugger. "g=c800:5" still rings a bell for some strange reason...
