Your First Job

No, Nitefly works at the Merlin Road, Bristol branch and whenever I have my night vision goggles on and watch him from across the way, he is really helping people make important food choices. He's like a dietician in that regard, I suppose, but so muscular and just such a hardbody, I think the girls are only really going there to look at him lean over and work the fries machine. Look how he leans! Look at those taut, tight abs. You can almost taste his zinger burger. The Colonel in every meaning of the word.
 
Part time in Halfords whilst at college. Think it was £5.05 an hour back then and I had quite a thick folder of badness at that age.

4 hours late for my 4 hour Sunday shift was one of my fond memories.
 
Quite a thick folder of badness at that age.

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Selling dodgy stuff out of a lockup when I was 13. I got paid 15% or 20% if I got above a certain price.

My first proper job was working weekends in a restaurant while doing my A levels.
 
Umm first if we aren't counting paper rounds or washing cars; Working in a warehouse moving stock, it was rubbish but the pay was good and I got physically fit.

Have also worked as a youth counsellor, front of house restaurant work, written for a newspaper / online blogs, currently working part time on a bar in the city centre while at University :).
 
1) Slightly immoral, but not technically illegal

2) Illegal, but not really immoral.

3) Illegal and immoral

4) Highly illegal, and highly immoral.
 
Sainsburys as a shelf stacker filling the freezers.

Loved it, no one watched over me and I could disappear into the giant freezers out the back for ages to check for stock.
 
Left school on a Friday and was working the following Monday. My father had it all arranged. Started working for W Stevenson & Son's in Newlyn Cornwall, at the time they were the largest fishing trawler owners in Europe. Started off "down the pier" painting the trawlers before moving to the iceworks. It also involved sorting fish freshly landed off the boats in the mornings and packing them for export when the auctions had finished. Sometimes I was working from 2am until 10pm. If I was lucky I would get Sunday off but when it was busy we still had lorries to load even on the Sunday. It was a dead end job with grueling hours and harsh conditions (especially in the winter) and I put up with it for 5 long years before joining the RAF as a mechanical engineer. The best thing about the job was that my mates were all on YTS and only getting £25 a week when my take home was usually around £120-150 a week (close to £200 in the summer).
 
Paperboy on a morning round with a big ass bag of papers and magazines and a huge hill to tackle!

Used to get paid £5 a week.

I then moved to a competetor because they paid £6 a week, and it was afternoons and better working conditions :D
 
Woking a paper factory during my summer holidays - my parents made me do it to realise that if I didn't study hard I'd end up working in a factory doing rubbish work.

Needless to say that a summer holiday "wasted" working (when you're a grumpy teen) was enough to kick me up the backside and I pulled my socks up.
 
anticonscience said:
Sainsburys as a shelf stacker filling the freezers.

Loved it, no one watched over me and I could disappear into the giant freezers out the back for ages to check for stock.
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I remember doing nights in a supermarket years ago, I went to the pub for about 4 hours during the middle of my shift with one of the temp guys.

No one even asked where I had gone to, as far as they knew I was looking for new shelves in the warehouse with the other guy.
 
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