TK WANTS TO KNOW!

Catfish House: Faithful to my hillbilly origins, I got my first job when I was 15, in a catfish house that was literally in an old house. I was paid under the table to: bus tables, wash dishes, make hush puppies, and thaw/season the fish fillets we had to gut and freeze every Tuesday. But my most important job was to keep the other busboys (my age and idiots) from drinking out of the beer tap we kept in the back because the cooks and waitresses just didn't have the desire to. Usually I had to use good old fashioned violence to get my point across, simply because they were three boys and I was one scrawny, little girl. Many a night was spent carrying 25 pounds worth of dirty dishes while yelling "STOP SMOKING POT AND FUCKING HELP ME," to learning every thing I needed to know about faking your own death from the disgruntled fry cook who moonlighted as a metal drummer. I still recall this time with a mixture of humor and disgust.

Barista: At age 16 or 17, I decided that it was time to move on to bigger and better things. So I left the South and moved to the West Coast. It was a period of couch surfing as well as regular surfing, and where my crippling addiction to coffee started. I landed a job in a small bakery that also sold various lunch and breakfast items, flowers and coffee. From 5AM-2:00PM I was there making coffee and assisting the pastry chef with this an' that. This was a pretty fun job, since we were located on a busy street and I got to see all kinds of people throughout the day. It also meant that I got to help 'quality check' all pastries and new coffee. This probably kept me alive-albeit malnourished, because everything was hella expensive. I learned a lot about coffee during those months, but I also learned that the better your pear mousse tastes, the more likely you are to be a drug-addict-pederast-scat freak.


Funland! (That is actually how it looked on the sign): "OMFG School's out and our parents are too poor to drive to Florida! We're goin' to FUNLAND! *Joygasm*" Funland was quite possibly the shittiest amusement park ever created by man. It was a small collection of old rides from 1972 congregated in small section of a state park and every summer they hired stoner teenagers to operate everything. If you put your child on the Tilt-o-Whirl, you were effectively putting their lives in the hands of a guy who had probably drank Boones Farm and Thunderbird mixed together in a watermelon the night before. That was a great summer, and also my last summer as a relatively carefree teenager. Many fond memories of watching my friend get vomited on by a five year old on The Tumblr, deep frying some jerk's phone because he left it in his apron, and laughing at the customers and their inbred spawn.


Bartending: Best paying job ever. Sure the hours are laaate, you're running around dealing with drunks, the temptation to drink on the job is depressingly strong at times, and all your bar hands are snorting coke in the bathroom because they have a midterm to take after work; but this can all be taken in stride with a little practice. The tips are great and you never have to pay to get into a concert ever again. That was the winter I didn't sleep.

Catering: Ugh.


Campus Coffee Shop: Managing the night shift of a campus coffee shop. Uuuuuugh.

Assistant at a Catholic University: I hate office work. Though this job has allowed me to take classes part time, I hate office work.

Status: Getting better job after I transfer to another school.
 
Well...I worked at Target for 13 months working in the fast food area. It had it's up and downs as do all retail places. My main bosslady was dumb but nice, so she was easy to deal with and I mostly hit on all the female workers because I was the only dude working there save for the weird cowboy. I got fired because I go to college and they kept scheduling me during courses, so I just kinda stopped going in. Oh well.

My main occupation right now is being a full time student, since I go to college year round (except winter interm). My main area is history, minoring in Middle Eastern studies and Jewish Cultural studies. If all goes well, I'll probably work for the state department. If I didn't have several autoimmune disorders, I probably would have gone into the US Coast Guard.

I also run several non-for profit groups via reenacting or as a event corridenator at several museums including the Illinois Rail Road Museum and the local historical society.

I do some professional acting but with the economy being as bad as it is, not much work out there that pays enough to survive.
 
My very first job was working for my grandpa in his print shop. At first, I mostly did secretary kind of stuff, but as time went on and I watched him do different things it got to the point where he taught me to run a press, pad paper, that kind of stuff. It sounds childish, but my favorite part of that was getting to work the big machinery. I was only 13 when I first started working there, so it made me feel all GROWED UP to be able to work a machine that could jhave easily cut off my entire arm. The bad thing, though, is that my grandpa's side of the family and my grandma's side of the family have never been very fond of each other. So.. there were a lot of time when I would feel like they were just HATING my guts because my grandpa let me work there. Luckily, my mom worked there too until she was laid off because my grandpa hired his other son. That just caused a whole shitpot full of family issues there. I did like it though, mainly because it was family and I knew I could be myself without being judged.

Bi-Lo: Grocery store. Hehe, I actually had to get off of my lazy ass when I was 15 and get a WORK PERMIT. D: It wasn't all that bad. I actually got the job because my best friend worked there and put in a good word for me. At the time, a bunch of my older friends had worked there for a while and had assistant manager positions, so they would walk circles around my ass.. that was stuck behind the register all day. ._.; Wasn't the worst of all jobs, the only bad thing was that the store owner had a problem with my marching band practice schedule, and had no problem letting me know about it. I ended up having to put my grades before my work and quit.

Sonic: Yep. Gotta love Sonic Drive-In. Most of my friends at the time worked there, so I thought I would get a job there too. It was fine, nothing to really complain about. Actually have a few of my best memories from there. It was where I discovered that not all guys are what they seem, because I was dumped about four days before prom by a guy who went back to his online girlfriend who turned out to be a guy. I also learned about Karma. :P Sometimes the manager would give me Stacker pills so I would buzz around the place like a bee, organizing everything. They thought it was a hilarious, and I just got a good night's sleep after. It eventually got to the point where they were working me ALL THE TIME, and I was sick of never having a day off with little gratitude, so I left along with the rest of my friends.

Pizza Inn: Delivery Driver. One of the BEST JOBS EVER. I had to wait until I turned 18, but it was definitely worth it. I pretty much would wait for the kitchen to get the orders up, put the orders together in a bag, and drive around the town all night delivering pizzas. I got to talk on the phone all I wanted, text all I wanted, listen to the music I wanted, and on top of that I made really good money for being in high school. I worked there until I moved away for college.

Heritage Bag Company: My first and only factory job. The pay was AWESOME, but the place had no AC at all, I worked swing shift so my hours changed every two days between night, day, and graveyard shifts, and I was about the only one there that spoke English. Besides the pay, the other bright side was that I was my thinnest and healthiest when I worked there. The only reason I left this place was because I got a call about my next job..

Douglas County Animal Hospital: This place is the reason I'm doing what I am now. It was amazing. I started out in the kennels, which was actually really fun considering that the vet that owned the place was big into PLAYTIME FOR THE PUPPIES. We had five outside play areas where the dogs could be grouped together to play all day long with all the toys and pools they could imagine. That part of the job was pretty much playing with dogs all day. After I had been there for a while and they found out that I was interested in what was going on in treatment, they let me start as a veterinary assistant part time. I learned how to interact with clients, give fluids, draw blood, prepare for surgery and clean up afterward. I helped with X-rays, giving medications, dentals, and filling perscriptions. They were VERY good about giving me the hands on experience that I loved, and didn't yell at me if I did happen to mess something up. The doctor was a bit of a.. child. She liked to play pranks that ranged from hiding my lunch in the autoclave to stapling another employee in the stomach with a skin stapler. That aside, though, she was a very sweet and brilliant lady. I always looked up to the doctor and her head tech, and I still do. Both of them are the reason that I'll FINALLY HAVE my degree. The only reason I left there was to come back home to go to college. Again. xD

In the works now is a job with my best friend at a low-cost spay and neuter clinic about two hours from here. I actually just got to speak with the owner of it all and look around the clinic and stuff yesterday, and it seems like a dream come true. On top of the spays and neuters, they also run a rescue, which is really what my dream job was in the first place. I'll still get to do my favorite part of the job, which is drawing blood and putting in catheters, but I'll actually be BUSY, which is what I like. If all goes according to plan, I'll be a registered vet tech in two states very soon!

Wow.. that was a lot. ._.
 
My first job was at a Restaurant washing dishes. I was so nervous my first day, I remember thinking that I was going to F*** up and get fired, lol. The job sucked and didn't pay much so I quit after only 3 months.

The next job i had, and the one I held for the longest, was at a Union Butcher shop/ Deli. I worked there for about 5 years. One of the cool things about this job was that the bosses were cool as hell, not to mention I worked with 2 of my best friends, we pulled some crazy stuff while working there...good times. I finally quit after a small dispute with one of the owners. If I didn't quit he was gonna fire me and if he didn't fire me I was gonna quit, so yea I left.

I was self employed for about a year and a half, the worst decision of my life so far.

Then I got the job i have now as a Carpenter, Its awesome. Keeps me in great shape, the pay is really good and I get to use Power tools, awesomeness! I've been doing this almost 3 years and I don't plan to quit anytime soon. The only problem right now is that the Economy (at least in California) is so bad that no one wants to start any projects, but hopefully that will pick up soon.
 
Let's see...

Miller, Kooper & Co. - Accounting office here in Chicagoland. Basically put together tax form packets all day during tax season. Temp job. ZZZ...
Kohl's - Worked as a truck unloader. Pay was shit and everybody was an asshole. Temp job.
Starck & Co. - Helped receptionist on the weekends, boring as fuck, mostly played video games on the computers when they didn't have anything for me to do (I finished my usual obligations quick, you see.). Would have been better if they paid me more. Needed full-time work, so I quit.
HSBC - File Room Clerk: Grabbed files people needed and put 'em away when they were done with 'em. Easy/boring as fuck and I stood all day. Laid off and replaced with an intern. I had some good friends there, and the boss was a bit of a tool, but he wasn't too bad. Not like the boss of the next job...
HSBC (different location) - Wrote mortgage closure packets (meaning people actually managed to pay off their fucking mortgages), fucking hated my boss, she was literally a complete idiot and shouldn't have been a supervisor. Also, the quotas they set were literally impossible to reach (me and several people there could barely hit half). Fired 'cause I left early one day, best thing that happened to me.
Nippon Express - Company messenger/gofer. Drove around all day, doing errands and delivering stuff/picking stuff up. Filing and doc assembly when I wasn't out. Got to slack off a lot since I was out of the office so much. My bosses were awesome. I also got lots of overtime, so I got decent scratch out of it all. Loved that job. :D Laid off after 2 years, fucking economy.
CEVA Logistics - Helped with the sea shipping, hated the company's no-headphone policy, everybody gave me a hard time (except one nice lady), quit after a month.
Sears Holding Corp. - Data entry for Kmart's website. Mostly just enter item info into the company's database that eventually shows up on the website, and slack off royally when I'm not doing that. Work's easy as fuck (I'm the fastest guy here, so I do the work in a fraction of the time), pay is decent for the workload, and my boss is cool as hell. I sit all day, so I usually go walking around the campus during my breaks (place is fucking huge). I also got a sweet office that's tucked away in the corner, so nobody can see me slack off. :D I love this job.

But, yeah, having a cool boss and coworkers helps a ton with certain jobs.
 
Whoa, a lot of replies! Good job, guys! Some of these jobs and their reviews surprised me!
 
the fact that I worked in a porn shop probably diddn't.
 
Not surprised be that one at all.
 
Just posting to tell you guys I'm part of the employed populace now.

It feels very odd.
 
HOLY FUCK, IS THE WORLD ENDING?!
 
....This is how I feel about that



It was like opening a box and having that leap out at you.
 
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