If there's one I've learned about working at a video store which was said by Randall Graves in Clerks which turned out to be scarily true it's this "This job would be great if it wasn't for the fucking customers!". It turned out he couldn't be more right.
In the summer of 2000, before I went to RIT, I got my first job as a payroll clerk for the US Federal Government 2000 Census. It payed a solid $11/hour, and I made a decent amount of overtime. I quit a few weeks before I went off to uni in order to screw around for the rest of the summer.
I suppose you could count the sporadic music tutoring I did earlier that year. I charged $15/half-hour, but ended up stopping due to laziness.
I didn't work again until I ran out of money at RIT, when I got a job in one of the campus restaurants. I quit a few weeks before spring quarter ended in order to screw around for the rest of the school-year. (Notice a trend?).
I worked a crappy construction job the summer after that (quit a few weeks before school started again), then as a clerk at RIT's Office of Grants, Contracts, and Intellectual Property (quit a few weeks before going off to IBM), then at IBM, then for RIT's IT department, then IBM again, then Montefiore Medical Center, and then finally ended up where I am today.
I totally forgot about the under the table job I had a the comic shop. I mostly organized things and after I was done would chill with my friends and play Yugioh.
The problem is cost, it is much more cheaper to pay someone to sit for 8 hours doing assembly line stuff, than to get a whole line automated.
No idea. I don't know the actual amount of employees, what their salaries are, or how much machines would cost...
If there's one I've learned about working at a video store which was said by Randall Graves in Clerks which turned out to be scarily true it's this "This job would be great if it wasn't for the fucking customers!". It turned out he couldn't be more right.
I'd assume that that statement is true for most, if not all retail jobs. It sure is hell true about my grocery store job. 90%+ of headaches caused on any given day are caused by customers.
I did masonry work for about half a year till I got injured and found other work after the injury healed. I really enjoyed being outside not only good exercise but I got a great tan!
I've bagged groceries, worked as a clerk at an internet cafe, then as a clerk at a sportsbook, then night-shift line mover at another one, now graphic design for another one.
I worked at a copy place one summer when I was 13, I mostly delivered orders and invoices to the business around the block, it was fun talking to secretaries and seeing the inside of the office buildings.
A delivery guy for a pharmacy (on bike, and I almost died several times at this job), a stock boy for Toys R Us and Duane Reade, customer service for internet casino site, collections rep for Time Warner Cable, an intern at a small graphic design/photography studio, and an intern again for a motion graphics studio. I recently graduated college and now do freelance character animation for a small animation studio, along with the Time Warner job, at least until i find something more stable. Working twice is really taking its toll on me.
Shortlist of my jobs - Bookstore stock-boy, Bartender, bookseller, Small business operator, Promotional Material Seller, Badge production, Cleaner, Painter, Mechanic's Apprentice, Waiter, Mad Scientist(Not as good as it sounds), dock-laborer, And Finally, Flight attendant.
Shortlist of my jobs - Bookstore stock-boy, Bartender, bookseller, Small business operator, Promotional Material Seller, Badge production, Cleaner, Painter, Mechanic's Apprentice, Waiter, Mad Scientist(Not as good as it sounds), dock-laborer, And Finally, Flight attendant.
you're a regular Da Vinci when it comes to occupations.
My first real job was working as a page at the local library - that's the guy running around reshelving books and helping people find stuff. Really, it was a pretty sweet job, as any time I wasn't actively required for anything I just sat at the desk in the magazine room reading. Nonetheless, I held that job precisely long enough to buy my first computer, and no longer.
Over the course of high school, I also worked summer jobs as a busboy and at unpacking stock at a department store. The former was fairly horrible, but the latter was kind of okay: I'd work from 4AM to 8AM unloading a truck, opening boxes, and stocking shelves, then have the rest of the day to myself.
While at RIT, I worked a few food service jobs on and off campus. Just in case I needed it, these provided plenty of motivation to finish my degree and get a real job. I left the world of food service behind for the world of a CS lab instructor as quickly as I could manage it, and that carried me entirely through grad school.
Shortlist of my jobs - Bookstore stock-boy, Bartender, bookseller, Small business operator, Promotional Material Seller, Badge production, Cleaner, Painter, Mechanic's Apprentice, Waiter, Mad Scientist(Not as good as it sounds), dock-laborer, And Finally, Flight attendant.
you're a regular Da Vinci when it comes to occupations.
My first job for which I got any kind of pay was as an ump for local rec council youth baseball. 10 year old throw amazingly hard, as I discovered. I had a few bruises to prove it.
My first real job was/is cashier at a supermarket. It's union work, good pay, easy stuff. Been doing it for like three years now. Stupid people make me question how long I'll stick around, as well as my faith in humanity.
Shortlist of my jobs - Bookstore stock-boy, Bartender, bookseller, Small business operator, Promotional Material Seller, Badge production, Cleaner, Painter, Mechanic's Apprentice, Waiter, Mad Scientist(Not as good as it sounds), dock-laborer, And Finally, Flight attendant.
you're a regular Da Vinci when it comes to occupations.
Well, my first (sorta) job was a stock clerk at my Mom's friend's hardware store. I was 14, and I'd go around mixing paint and making keys (key machines, though really low-tech, are awesome). Oh, I made minimum wage (about $6.75 back then)
I moved to California in high school, and got a job (I consider it my first real job) at a dry cleaners. Now, I believe it was Scott who mentioned that he worked in a dry cleaners, but he didn't specify what job it was. In a dry cleaners, there are two types of jobs: Customer Service/behind the counter jobs, and THE BACK ROOM. The Back Room is where the dry cleaning gets done, assembly-line style.
Luckily, I worked in the front. I rose in ranks as people left, and eventually became the unofficial manager (the only person above me was the owner). Unfortunately, this did not include any kind of pay increase, so when they increased the salaries of all the new hires, I quit. I sent them an email reminding them that I had all of their account passwords (Google Adsense, their website admin, etc), yet they never emailed or called me. They have no access to either of these accounts, to this day. (I was the de-facto IT guy as well) (I made $11/hour)
After getting A+ certified (good for high school students to do!) I work as a contract tech support guy (think Geek Squad, but better). I basically drive around the Bay Area (San Francisco, to all you East-Coasters) and fix people's computers. A large amount of this is spent installing ubuntu. I like my job, and I make about $18/hour plus travel fees.
I've also started my own IT Consulting, which I do less frequently then my Tech Support job, but it pays more. I make about $35/hour plus travel, so it generally comes down to $85 per job (as most last about two hours). Travel is $15 for my town (and the three towns around it), and $30 for anywhere farther.
Remember, I worked these two jobs in high school, so I think I'm doing pretty well for myself. My mom got her MFA (Masters in Fine Arts) from RISD, and she usually makes less than me (She also worked at that hardware store in RI). I've nearly doubled my hourly salary at every new job I've had, but I think it's starting to level off now.
I'm going to be making about $20/hour in Rochester, while I work fulltime this year. Next year, when I finally get to RIT (I had to defer admissions) I'll see if the company wants to keep me on as a part-timer. My parents aren't supporting my in college, so I need to work.
My first job was as a clerical trainee for the City Solicitor's Office in Philadelphia during my senior year in high school. I spent most of my time filing, typing and making copies for a city defense lawyer who was defending both thy city and the police from two teenage punks who attempted to evade arrest - one of them was bound to a wheelchair as a result. To make a long story short the lawyer I performed the grunt work for won the case.
I was offered a permanent job after my high school graduation but I had to leave due to college orientation. I miss that job...
My first job as in work-for-dough was cleaning up slummy rental properties my dad owned. You haven't lived until you've cleaned up a place some asshole has trashed: one place had a turd on the floor.
My first job outside the family was a temp job helping out at UPS. They had a railroad car full of packages run off a bridge and into a canyon. We were stamping all the damaged packages with a code that would let the intended recipients go to the railroad for compensation. In some cases, all that was left was a scrap of ripped-up packing material with a shipping address on it. That same summer, I worked at Sears moving crap around during a big sale.
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I suppose you could count the sporadic music tutoring I did earlier that year. I charged $15/half-hour, but ended up stopping due to laziness.
I didn't work again until I ran out of money at RIT, when I got a job in one of the campus restaurants. I quit a few weeks before spring quarter ended in order to screw around for the rest of the school-year. (Notice a trend?).
I worked a crappy construction job the summer after that (quit a few weeks before school started again), then as a clerk at RIT's Office of Grants, Contracts, and Intellectual Property (quit a few weeks before going off to IBM), then at IBM, then for RIT's IT department, then IBM again, then Montefiore Medical Center, and then finally ended up where I am today.
A delivery guy for a pharmacy (on bike, and I almost died several times at this job), a stock boy for Toys R Us and Duane Reade, customer service for internet casino site, collections rep for Time Warner Cable, an intern at a small graphic design/photography studio, and an intern again for a motion graphics studio.
I recently graduated college and now do freelance character animation for a small animation studio, along with the Time Warner job, at least until i find something more stable. Working twice is really taking its toll on me.
Over the course of high school, I also worked summer jobs as a busboy and at unpacking stock at a department store. The former was fairly horrible, but the latter was kind of okay: I'd work from 4AM to 8AM unloading a truck, opening boxes, and stocking shelves, then have the rest of the day to myself.
While at RIT, I worked a few food service jobs on and off campus. Just in case I needed it, these provided plenty of motivation to finish my degree and get a real job. I left the world of food service behind for the world of a CS lab instructor as quickly as I could manage it, and that carried me entirely through grad school.
My first real job was/is cashier at a supermarket. It's union work, good pay, easy stuff. Been doing it for like three years now. Stupid people make me question how long I'll stick around, as well as my faith in humanity.
I moved to California in high school, and got a job (I consider it my first real job) at a dry cleaners. Now, I believe it was Scott who mentioned that he worked in a dry cleaners, but he didn't specify what job it was. In a dry cleaners, there are two types of jobs: Customer Service/behind the counter jobs, and THE BACK ROOM. The Back Room is where the dry cleaning gets done, assembly-line style.
Luckily, I worked in the front. I rose in ranks as people left, and eventually became the unofficial manager (the only person above me was the owner). Unfortunately, this did not include any kind of pay increase, so when they increased the salaries of all the new hires, I quit. I sent them an email reminding them that I had all of their account passwords (Google Adsense, their website admin, etc), yet they never emailed or called me. They have no access to either of these accounts, to this day. (I was the de-facto IT guy as well) (I made $11/hour)
After getting A+ certified (good for high school students to do!) I work as a contract tech support guy (think Geek Squad, but better). I basically drive around the Bay Area (San Francisco, to all you East-Coasters) and fix people's computers. A large amount of this is spent installing ubuntu. I like my job, and I make about $18/hour plus travel fees.
I've also started my own IT Consulting, which I do less frequently then my Tech Support job, but it pays more. I make about $35/hour plus travel, so it generally comes down to $85 per job (as most last about two hours). Travel is $15 for my town (and the three towns around it), and $30 for anywhere farther.
Remember, I worked these two jobs in high school, so I think I'm doing pretty well for myself. My mom got her MFA (Masters in Fine Arts) from RISD, and she usually makes less than me (She also worked at that hardware store in RI). I've nearly doubled my hourly salary at every new job I've had, but I think it's starting to level off now.
I'm going to be making about $20/hour in Rochester, while I work fulltime this year. Next year, when I finally get to RIT (I had to defer admissions) I'll see if the company wants to keep me on as a part-timer. My parents aren't supporting my in college, so I need to work.
I was offered a permanent job after my high school graduation but I had to leave due to college orientation. I miss that job...
My first job outside the family was a temp job helping out at UPS. They had a railroad car full of packages run off a bridge and into a canyon. We were stamping all the damaged packages with a code that would let the intended recipients go to the railroad for compensation. In some cases, all that was left was a scrap of ripped-up packing material with a shipping address on it. That same summer, I worked at Sears moving crap around during a big sale.