I started working as a cook at 14
I walked to the restaurant close to my house, told the first person I saw "I want a job, but I don't want to work with people". They stuck me in the kitchen and taught me everything. Did that for 14 years.
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I started working as a cook at 14
I walked to the restaurant close to my house, told the first person I saw "I want a job, but I don't want to work with people". They stuck me in the kitchen and taught me everything. Did that for 14 years.
Lifeguard at 16
It's kinda odd, because in a lot of ways it's still the most serious job I've ever had.
Also the least paying job I ever had. But when it was slow I was basically getting paid to do homework or do laps, and you were so bored you'd actually do it. $60 paychecks felt like such a luxury for something that fit nicely between school and sports.
Lied about my age to work in a grocery store, which was funny as they gave me keys to an Audi stick-shift and told me to do donut runs every morning. I didn't even have a license. I did learn fast and mastered a stick, as well as saw my manager fuck my classmates.
under 18 (OP)
saw my manager fuck my classmates

Hah, that's awesome. How many times did you stall the car trying to get out of the parking lot?
Exactly once, while the owner was watching on my first day. But before he could say anything I zipped off and discovered just how fast an imported Audi can be.
I fought criminals in hand-to-hand combat and lived in the sewers. We all survived on pizza and had deadly weapons and training. Also banged a reporter.
Left school at 16, got an apprenticeship as a electronics technician.
every teenager should work in the fields (agriculture) at least once. i did picking fruit. 10/10 would recommend. touch grass, vibe with plants
I worked the potato harvest in north Dakota for a lot of years. Cold muddy work. Definitely "built character"
Oh yeah.
I had a paper route for a while. I did a bunch of temp/odd/periodic construction work as a laborer. It seemed like there was no end to those gigs. For a number of them I just showed up at the job site and asked if they needed anything done.
I did like those when I was in High School. I would work for a few weeks to get some cash and then not work for a while.
I worked pretty much work every summer starting in the 6th grade and once I had a car I worked all types of restaurant jobs after school.
I mowed lawns as a younger teen and worked at a local pizza place at 16.
As a side note, I remember coming to the realization that I actually had some money after a few weeks of mowing lawns. I was fortunate enough that my parents covered living expenses, so my pay could all be spending money for me. I of course knew that working = pay, but the first couple times you have a couple hundred bucks in your pocket that you can spend as you please is a liberating feeling.
Worked in a chemist as a cashier and then a few years working in a pub
My first job was in the furniture dept at Big Lots.
Telemarketing selling newspaper subscriptions. Pumping gas (I'm old). Counter clerk at a dry cleaners. Grocery store bagger and cashier. Telemarketing again selling cable TV movie channels.
No. I'm not sure if my parents would have had any objections to it, but they never suggested it. And it never occurred to me. That's something I really regret. I think it would have helped me a lot. I think I will encourage my daughter to when she gets to be of age. My wife has worked since she was 16, and she is so much better at money management than me. She handles our budgeting.
Well, it wasn't quite legal since I was paid in cash under the table, but my first job was washing dishes at a restaurant when I was 16. First job I actually paid taxes for, didn't get one of those until I was 20.
I was a teenager back in the 80's.
My very first job was a paper route and I absolutely hated it.
Second job was at a nursery/garden center, that also had a pool center. This job I didn't mind so much. I learned a lot about landscaping and plants in general. I actually became knowledgeable enough that at the age of 17 I designed several landscapes, even one large job that was the HQ for a Japanese car company. Fast forward 20 years and my wife and I buy a house and my wife has always dreamed of having a yard with tons of landscaping. So I dusted off my skills and built multiple beds across our property. Today we have a yard that is mostly very mature beds which bloom continuously throughout the growing season.
I counted stuff. Worked in a paper products warehouse doing daily inventory counts. It was kind of awesome since I got to walk around, BS with some friends that had other jobs in the warehouse, and developed boss-level skills with the number pad that I still apply today. After working the summer there, I was pretty glad my first couple applications in food service got rejected.
Repairs in a PC repair shop in the 2000's. Loved it. Was paid in pc parts which was just fine for me.
I washed dishes at various restaurants.
I miss everything about it besides being too tall to use the sinks comfortably
Most money I made as a teen was in doing my own hustles, like pirating music and movies to burn to disc and selling them because I was one of the few people in my school to have a PC, with internet and a DVD burner.
I also did door to door sales for some company from the back of a magazine I subscribed to when I was 11 or 12. You earned cash or points to redeem for shit like video game consoles or bikes. I'm not entitely sure how legit it was, thinking about it now. 🤔
My first truly legit job, paying income tax and all that shit at 17, was, ugh... CutCo Knives. Vector Marketing. Great fucking knives; terrible company to work for and do business with.
I did work experience after school for a few years. Didn't get paid or anything like that, but I did get an enormous amount of credits. My last year of highschool I only had to take two classes per day, cause I had enough credits that everything else was technically optional and I jumped at the chance to have more free time.
All I had to do was stay after school for an hour and help the custodians.
Was wonderful.
Worked at a local pizza place my junior and senior years of high school.
I worked in restaurants in varying positions, to this day I wish I still worked in them.
Farming.
Same, nothing like being In the mow stacking 3000 bales of hay mid Aug
I started writing and selling software at the age of 13.
when i was 15 i spent one summer working at a summer camp making and serving icetea
Bus boy and dishwasher at a couple of restaurants, delivery driver for a chinese restaurant, and i worked in a recording studio packaging and editing master tapes.
Paperboy, busboy, winch driver.
Sports coach. Teaching 8-11 year olds gymnastics.
I worked as a bagger at a grocery store, started at $5.65 per hour.
Did a few things. Farm hand during certain parts of the school year starting at 13ish (yes that is legal). Restaurant work in the summers. Shoveling snow for a landscaping company.
In my town it was common to start to work at the harvest of the wine grapes at 14.
No one would hire me, so no
Scooping ice cream and making milkshakes, baby!
Was your yard filled with boys?
Duh, they had milkshakes!
I worked at Dairy Queen and mowing lawns during high school. Also some odd jobs here and there like roofing.
Software dev, started at nearly-15.
It was the mid-90s and I knew how to press buttons on the computer, so I worked besides school and all that. Actually made a decent hourly salary, I think I was allowed to do up to 10 hours a week.
All before I turned 18 starting at 13. At first for the money, then to be out of a tough home situation as much as possible.
I had a paper route. I hated it. They kept assigning me random houses that were several miles outside my zone.
My paper route is part of my origin story. There was a house with an absurdly steep driveway and no steps. Iced over one day, physically couldnt get up it. Tried for about 10 minutes getting run ups and kept sliding back down in the road and getting scraped up. Ended up leaving it on the car. Got back to the shop an hour later and they'd already phoned to complain and got a refund and I got a bollocking.
Unbridled hatred.
I worked at an amusement park running a few different rides. Paid alright for the late 90s, but could work outrageous hours if you wanted. Physical and simple work in the hot midwestern humidity. Met a boy with the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen, and the rest is history.
Babysitting, McDonalds, collectibile card store, florist, night club, painter.
Delivering newspapers at 13, worked in a record store from 15.