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Post by parashoot on Oct 20, 2016 19:42:00 GMT -5
@braced4impact talking about his snickerdoodle making dev fantasy lady and their beautiful DQ wedding cake has inspired me to talk about first jobs!
My first job was slinging ice cream at Dairy Queen when I had just turned 16. I worked there for 4 'seasons' (the DQs in my city are open February-October) and think I made a pretty badass blizzard and could double dip a cone with the best of 'em. Also they only employed girls and all we did was talk about sex...well...kissing and boys and BJs and sex. We also went to a lot of after work bush parties smelling like vanilla ice cream. It was such a fun first job!
What did everyone else do as their first job?
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Post by parashoot on Oct 20, 2016 20:01:10 GMT -5
Did DQ ever make a snickerdoodle ice cream cake? Sadly, no. At least not in my time. I hear there have been huge advances in ice cream in the last decade though. So anything is possible. Dream big.
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Post by bowlergrl0524 on Oct 20, 2016 20:10:07 GMT -5
My first job was at the HSBC arena in Buffalo. I worked in concessions, serving ice cream. I was 16 and couldn't sell beer, so they had me in ice cream. I worked Sabres games and Bandits games and concerts. I really did enjoy the job, especially when I first started. I left while I was in undergrad, and went back for a few years after I graduated from undergrad. It became too much working full time, part time, and school part time. I definitely met some interesting people doing that though.
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Post by Justagirl on Oct 20, 2016 23:02:27 GMT -5
Ok, what's with all the ice cream jobs us devs had? My first job- I started out applying for a lifeguard position at a local water park, but quickly realized as I was filling out the forms that it was going to be a lot of training and regulations. That made me start to second guess the idea- I just wanted a fun and easy summer job! When I was turning in my lifeguard application it just so happened that the guy who ran the ice cream stands was there and begging for people to sign up for jobs with him. I decided why not. I felt kinda bad for him. So my first job was selling ice cream at the little concession huts around the water park. Try having someone dig in their swimsuit and pull out soaking wet bills to pay you with! Yum! When I turned 16, I got upgraded to the shaved ice- snow cone machine. I hit the big time then. Not! At least I got into the waterpark whenever I wanted. Did it for 2 summers.
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Post by Emma on Oct 20, 2016 23:05:13 GMT -5
In HS I only worked during the summers and was a camp counselor for elementary aged kids after 10th grade and then the summers after 11th and 12th grade I worked as a dish washer/food prep helper at the sleep away camp I had gone to when I was younger. The camp was in a rural area and people rarely left the grounds of it. It was very liberal with 60's hippies running it. They craziest things was that they allowed all counselors there to drink, even the underage ones (since they had gotten signed permission from the parents). They also had a bowl of condoms for the counselors to use. I know it was crazy risky of them to run things the way they did but for the most part we were all good kids. They had some very serious rules in place to keep anything really bad from happening (no drugs, no hard alcohol, no swimming or driving after drinking, etc). I had two awesome summers there, not just because I could drink but because we had so many freedoms I didn't have at home. It was similar to being away at college for the first time but I was 2 years younger, age 16 and 17. Such good times.
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Post by elyse on Oct 21, 2016 7:51:25 GMT -5
Is there is a trend going on with the ice cream? lol!!
My first job with a real paycheck was being an aide in a religious school classroom. I also babysat a lot and was paid under the table for working at the Audobon Society (I fed the animals and cleaned cages).
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Post by devogirl on Oct 21, 2016 8:06:08 GMT -5
I wish I'd had an ice cream job, that would have been awesome. My first real paying job was a summer as a cashier at a local chain store that was like a smaller version of Sears or K-Mart. It was horrible. All the cashiers were women, all the managers were men, and the shelf stocking was done by teenage boys. I had to endure sexual comments and come-ons from crusty old dude customers on a daily basis, and I was forced to hawk extra products as I was ringing up: "Would you like to add light bulbs?" "Dish soap is on special this week" etc. I dealt with it by wearing the ugliest thrift store clothing I could find and being surly to everyone. At least the strict gender hierarchy meant I was never called on to clean the parking lot when customers changed their oil and just dumped the old oil on the ground. That happened at least twice a week.
I do have one dev memory of working there though. A really attractive Deaf guy with long brown hair came through my line but I didn't realize he was Deaf until I finished ringing him up and he made the sign for "thank you." I was too stunned to do anything and he was gone before I could respond. I kept hoping he would come back but I never saw him again. Oh well, I was like 18 or 19 at the time and he had to be at least 30, also I didn't know any ASL so I doubt anything would have happened even if he did come back.
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Post by Hopper on Oct 21, 2016 8:38:07 GMT -5
My first job was as a Cashier at a charity shop or 'thrift store' as I believed they're called in The States. The charity which all profits went to was Scope, which for those that don't know is a charity that has origins in supporting those with Cerebral Palsy and currently campaigns to raise awareness of ableism.
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Post by darthoso on Oct 21, 2016 9:44:34 GMT -5
Do internships count? If so I worked for a Federal Contractor in DC. The CEO was a disabled veteran (she survived being hit in the shoulder by an RPG that came through the window of her humvee in Iraq) so they were extremely helpful with everything.
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Post by frankj on Oct 21, 2016 14:50:19 GMT -5
My first job was as a dish washer at a local fast food restaurant, which I did for a couple of months when I was 15.
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Post by robbb on Oct 21, 2016 19:26:31 GMT -5
My first job was as a sales assistant in a really cool furniture shop. Heaven knows what I was doing anywhere cool!
R.
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Post by midwestguy on Oct 21, 2016 21:00:13 GMT -5
My first job was lifeguarding at a summer camp. I did it three years in a row. Best. Job. Ever. Girls love the lifeguard Speaking of ice cream, my advertising internship was with an ice cream company. I had all the free ice cream I wanted my senior year of college. What a great perk!
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Post by Emma on Oct 21, 2016 23:03:44 GMT -5
Just to tie into the ice cream theme. My dish washing job at the sleep away camp left us in charge of all the left over ice cream. The tradition was to recruit three older campers after lunch and dinner to help with the dish washing. We/the camp thanked those campers with an ice cream sandwich or whatever was in the freezer. As a camper I loved doing this not only for the ice cream (we got very little sugar for 2 months) but it was a fun hour of work hanging with the young staff and listening to loud music.
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Post by hotwheels77 on Oct 22, 2016 7:40:37 GMT -5
Did drive thru at McDonalds. It was ok. Was happy to get a job at the Jersey shore selling beach tags. Basically was paid to get a tan! 😂
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Post by Pony on Oct 22, 2016 9:56:40 GMT -5
I was a pizza slinger in high school, worked for a Greek boss, who are notorious for being ball-busters. He sure squeezed mine often, but he wasn't around much, thank god. So us kids working da joint had a fuckin blast. I used to trade pizza for donuts n weed to the dude that worked at Dunkin Donuts. I trained a few other pizza makers, and we became really good friends. I even rented a basement room from one of the girls' family I worked with. we didn't get paid shit, but man, we had fun.
Also, this was the 70s, so the greatest music blared out that radio we had...the soundtrack of me whippin up pizzas was impactful to my life.
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