javamonster
Rwaarrr!
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My first job was at a dog groomer's place, and I washed dogs. I was 15. That lasted for most of a summer.
When I was in high school I tried out a few different jobs before I gave up. I remember one was in an office that was a little far for me to reach on my own--I walked in one day with a friend who dropped me off, and there they were, training another girl to do my job. I think I was secretly relieved, but I was mortified. Then there was the brief (one week) job I got at a clothing store downtown. The manager didn't know what she wanted, or what she should have been doing, and was awful. She asked me to arrange some clothing one way, and the next day, everything was different, and she told me I'd done it the wrong way (she was there the whole time, the witch) and had it redone. Yeah. Then I worked for a few summers for Park and Recreation during college.
When I was in high school I tried out a few different jobs before I gave up. I remember one was in an office that was a little far for me to reach on my own--I walked in one day with a friend who dropped me off, and there they were, training another girl to do my job. I think I was secretly relieved, but I was mortified. Then there was the brief (one week) job I got at a clothing store downtown. The manager didn't know what she wanted, or what she should have been doing, and was awful. She asked me to arrange some clothing one way, and the next day, everything was different, and she told me I'd done it the wrong way (she was there the whole time, the witch) and had it redone. Yeah. Then I worked for a few summers for Park and Recreation during college.

