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What was your first job?

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Worked the cash register part time at my friend's dad's comic shop when I was 13. Pay was lunch (pizza) and $10 in store credit after ~4 hour shift of not too hard work.

Also worked that summer as a CIT at a local summer camp. No pay, just free room and board for the 8 weeks.
 
Farm hand. My parents managed a horse farm where they kept their horses, I did some stuff for them, then bailed hay with some of the farmers during season.
 
Helper in a grocery store.

One summer afternoon my father told me to get in the car to go get groceries with him. When we got t the grocery store I discovered he had met with the manager the day before and gotten me a job. Bag groceries, mop the floor, collect carts, load people's cars, stock shelves, burn trash, (before we stopped using the incinerator), pack ice, unload delivery trucks. They never would let me use the pallet mover though, not sure why. They would let me run a $500k incinerator though... and later the garbage smasher/compactor.

It was a good job and I'm glad my dad did it, although I was angry at the time.

Edit: I started cutting grass with my father's lawn mower when I was seven. I saved my money and had flyers printed. My asking price? $1 an hour. Good times. I had regular customers for three years on my block until we moved out of that neighborhood.
 
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My first paid job, was when my dad took me down to the local community hall.
An elderly woman had been in the bathroom and dropped her dentures into the toilet, I guess she then panicked and attempted to flush.
I had to stick my little arm in and pulled out the dentures, which she gave me a quarter for and promptly rinsed her teeth and popped them back in.
 
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