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07-01-2005, 08:47 AM
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| | | Get yourself a job Well I finally did it, got off my ass and got another good tech job. Its actually the best job I have ever had.
I wonder about all you hoodlums and between the age's what jobs you loved and what jobs you hated.
Are you currently working at the best place you ever had... or is it painful to wake up in the morning?
I'll admit at times I am a lazy sob without a doubt, but because this new job is so nice I do not have an issue with the fact its a fourty minute drive to get to it every day.
How about you?
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07-01-2005, 09:05 AM
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| | I have the best possible job I could ever dream of  If I could find another means to support myself, I'd still do this without getting paid although I obviously wouldn't be able to work as many hours as I do now.
Before I started uni (and I started late, at age 24) I had all sorts of jobs to finance my travelling. I quit school at 15 (one year earlier than normal in Sweden since I skipped one year) at between age 15-24 I worked as a waitress, in a record store, as a caregiver for elderly, as a face model and model for dance photography, as a receptionist, with mobile phoning, with computers, with sorting mail, as a costume designer for a theatre group...and I hated it all, it was only a question of time before I grew to abhor the work I was doing, since none of it was what I really wanted to do.
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07-01-2005, 10:43 AM
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| | | I love my job. I work as an army medic and love everyday. Well, mostly. Sometimes it really, really sucks in the field. 8 days of rain and 10 hours of cumlative sleep, hooorah. Hah.
I also work as an army recruiter when I'm not tasked out, and that's fun, because I get to work with young people, go to highschool and such, try and convince people the military is a good life.
Before the army, I was a lifeguard, which was alright, kinda boring for the most part, and long hours in the summer.
I've worked a summer of manual labour, which was long hard hot work, but ok.
Shoveling gravel, not the funnest.
Been a camp counselor more than once, that's fun, again, working with kids is cool.
All said though, I've enjoyed my jobs.
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07-01-2005, 11:57 AM
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| | For someone my age, I've worked far too many different venues
I've done factory work, making corrugated boxes, as well as served tables. I've security for a small private school in the Niagara region, been a dish jockey, currently waiting tables in Niagara Falls. In addition to that, I've work as tech support for various schools, done my own personally computer service work (minor stuff only, mostly hardware related).
The big one for me, which I do off and on, as it depends on when I get the contract, is doing work on Aboriginal Affairs for the Attorney General of Ontario, and Stats Canada. Good paying work, a lot of monkey work, but it's strangely satisfying to do, and I'm not quite sure why. I'd like to get out of the Aboriginal studies aspect of the job, however, and move towards something else (think, political strategist), but seeing as I haven't even hit 20 yet, nor my second year of university, I'd say I'm doing quite well for myself. | 
07-01-2005, 02:24 PM
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| | | I work for the NYC Dept of Education now, and I really like it. I didn't like it at first- it was an office job and I had never worked in an office before, it was my first real job, etc. Now though, I've become more accostomed to what I need to do, I get to do interesting things in a place that is always doing something new, and I make good money (just don't ask about rent in the City- yikes!).
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07-01-2005, 02:45 PM
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| | | i dont really know why im posting here as im only 13 but anyway...
my mom says i can get a job but as long as its not as a paperboy but it has to be legit...STUPID
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07-01-2005, 03:16 PM
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| | | My first real job was working for my Church daycare when I was 16. Basic janitorial work and buffing/waxing the floors. That only lasted about 3 months though because it was about 11 miles from my High School and I had to take the bus to it after school everyday at the busiest times. After missing a few buses and being stranded miles from my home I decided to give up that job!
Then a few years later I started at Dairy Queen. It was pretty primitive in comparison to today's fast food joints. We wrote down every order and had to remember and plug in the prices for every product. We also still used a grill to cook the burgers. It was actually a fairly stressful job somedays. That went on for about 2 years.
After I graduated, I got a part-time job as a Teller at a bank. I wasn't making enough so I got a second job working construction with a friend of mine. The dual job thing only lasted 3 months because I found a better job at a better bank working as a Customer Service Rep over the phone (aka Phone Banker). I did that for 3 years then moved to another position within the same bank and started working as a Tech Support for the banks apps and hardware. I've been doing that ever since. I've loved the job this whole time, though recently I've been feeling a bit leveled and feeling the urge to do something new....
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07-01-2005, 08:41 PM
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| | My first job: selling newspapers door to door as a teenager. Memorable experience: being chased by a pit bull. Learned I could vault over a fence like an Olympic gymnast.
Next job: Worked in an auto glass warehouse, pulled orders, drove delivery trucks in a large city. Learned how to navigate through bumper-to-bumper traffic and get lost downtown.
Next job: US Army, communications specialty. Dug holes, painted poles, did guard duty along with nervous armed civilians, and heard just about every joke, clean and dirty, known to mankind.
12 years pass and stints as a carpenter, electronic specialist for a defense contractor, sawmill operator, lumberjack, security officer pass by.
Now: Faceless bureaucrat swimming in a sea of e-mails, interoffice mail envelopes, law books thicker than two dictionaries apiece, and a slowly but surely expanding waistline. 
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07-02-2005, 10:46 AM
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Originally Posted by penguin_king i dont really know why im posting here as im only 13 but anyway...
my mom says i can get a job but as long as its not as a paperboy but it has to be legit...STUPID | I was a paperboy for 3 years starting in 5th grade - good excercise and a great experience.
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07-02-2005, 04:30 PM
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Originally Posted by Chanak Next job: US Army, communications specialty. Dug holes, painted poles, did guard duty along with nervous armed civilians, and heard just about every joke, clean and dirty, known to mankind. | "Join the army they said, see the world they said. Dig holes? That wasn't on the Recruitment video! I've been mislead!"
Heh, I'm starting my stint as an army recruiter come September.
Watch out you youngin's! Cpl Canuck wants you!
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07-02-2005, 06:48 PM
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Originally Posted by Obsidian "Join the army they said, see the world they said. Dig holes? That wasn't on the Recruitment video! I've been mislead!"
Heh, I'm starting my stint as an army recruiter come September.
Watch out you youngin's! Cpl Canuck wants you! | Heehee, the military is a great place to earn your P.h.D. ...
Post hole Diggers, that is.
You get to do a little bit of everything, truthfully. For many, it's a great place to get a grip, learn how to make decisions, learn how to be accountable, and gain a variety of skills useful in life. Spending time in the military did those things for me. I loved it and I hated it, and I'll certainly never forget it.
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07-03-2005, 06:28 AM
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| | I worked as a primary school teacher for a lotta years and then I decided I needed a change. I became an intern begeleider, something of a mix between a counselor, coördinator and major league bureaucrat. After four years I found myself ready to jump off the highest building I could find so I went back to teaching. Now I'm teaching really young childeren, age between 4, 5 and 6 six years old and I couldn't be happier (at least that's what I thought... until I saw what crappy houses you can afford on a teacher's salary  ).
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07-03-2005, 01:10 PM
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| | In my third year delivering papers, and I love it  It is just so little effot to put in, for the wage I get out.
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07-05-2005, 10:55 AM
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| | | I am very lucky in that my current job is the best I've ever had. I always wondered what it would be like to get up in the morning and think "Great! I get to go to work!" Now I know and it's brilliant.
I think the degree of autonomy is a key thing. I hate being told what to do, especially when it's pointless and/or wrong, but sometimes even when it's worthwhile and right. Bad combination of stubborn and inconsistent, me.
Worst job I ever had was cleaning a bingo* hall. Coming into the place in the morning, it was swarming with ****roaches, stinking of smoke, chips and stale booze. You'd hear the roaches rattling up the tube as you hoovered under the seats.
*Non-UK types: bingo is a bizarre ritual where emphesemic over-60s women gather in converted cinemas to smoke tabs, drink booze and gamble on a lotto-type game; chips are french fries
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07-06-2005, 12:48 AM
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| | Worst job I had lasted for 2 weeks, probably the most boring 2 weeks of my life... I decided to do summer work (god knows what I was saving for, prolly a CD player or something  ) in a shoe store - hell, that WAS boring... The only good part of it was when a customer came and I could help, at least that meant some interaction, but the rest of the day was eventless, tyding the shelves, rinsing the decoration plants... Jesus... I think the contract was for 4 weeks, but I was so bored I gave it up after 2. I thought I was dying.
My present job is... well, OK, but I don't think it's my dream job. The problem is, I don't know what job I would take if it was my chioce from all the jobs available, so I guess that's what keeps me here. At least it's constructive, and it's good to look at the results when the wire network I designed is built... So, I couldn't think of any better for now. This is my first "serious" job, btw.
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