[AL]

I was a paper boy in Lower Hut NZ

 

[Coo_ey]

Age 10 1974 , i got my 1st job as a newspaper boy , working our local hotel and traffic lights , earnt 1c a paper , usually sold an average of 25-30paers 2 arvos a week

 

[SSCElderberry]

I had a newspaper round delivering for Kirrawee Newsagents - Mirror & The Sun. Thrown into yards from the back of my push-bike, lots of hills and never been fitter. Five afternoons and one morning a week.

 

[Robbo3006]

NOCK and Kirbys electrical department. After school and Saturdays. My first of many electric shocks. Worked in electrical ever since, 50 years.

 

[starrysnan]

Apart from looking after my 6 year old brother after school and in school holidays (I was 13), my first real job was working in the mail room at a firm in Sydney who retailed car and truck spare parts. I also had to catch the bus into the city and deliver documents to offices such as the solicitors, accountants etc. As I could already touch type I also learned to operate the teletype machine which was great. This of course was all before computers and all records were paper based. I really liked that job but it was just a short term job between high school and training to be an occupational therapist.

 

[Bazza boy]

my first job was delivering News papers 6 shillings a week 1950

 

[Choff5]

My first job was working off a milk delivery truck, delivering milk to houses about 4am in the morning, moving along the streets from house to house, picking up the empties and the money.

 

[Shane O]

My very first job was delivering milk door to door in the Redland Bay Area lots of running now everything can get delivered to your door

 

[EllenM]

I was a child labourer, starting my first job at the tender age of seven as the neighbourhood dog trainer. “We teach and train your dogs” was written in large letters on the ping pong table, propped on its side under the shade of the lemon tree. There was no “we” as I was a sole trader back then and the only experienced dog trainer in the area as far as I knew. Getting customers wasn’t easy for the first two hours after I had put out my shingle. Then the penny dropped, literally. I had to tout for business. So off I went, door to door like a travelling salesman, with my best mate Jacko following loyally behind, ready to “sit, roll over, shake hands and bark” at my command.
Curiosity eventually got the better of my neighbourhood mates and they came, one by one, paying their 5 cents, to see what tricks I could teach their canine companions.
After an inconvenient start, when one of the Swift twins got pricked by a thorn from the lemon tree and ran home screaming because it drew blood, the money started to slowly roll in.
I was chuffed and I think Jacko was too. He always loved being the centre of attention.
Yep, I thought to myself, as I looked at the growing pile of 5 cent pieces, there’s a lot of Choo Choo bars and Redskins for a lucky girl in that lot.
Until Geoffrey, the biggest boy in the neighbourhood, turned up, determined to test my credentials. And I didn’t see it coming.
“Make my dog talk,” he said.
The silence that followed was broken by the roar of a jet engine with those words thrashing around and around in my head.
I was defeated. My dog training career was over.
Geoffrey got his money back and the other kids, emboldened by Geoffrey, took theirs too.
But kids are resilient, especially when they’re seven going on eight.
That night, as I was about to fall asleep, my new career came calling.
I was going to be a secret agent. And Jacko, who didn’t know it yet, was going to be my Deputy Sheriff.

 

[Gunpark]

A14, I had a Saturday morning job in a classy men's wear store. it was the best job I ever had as I taught me so much about dealing with people. First thing when I arrived was to sweep the footpath in front of the store then clean the big display windows of grubby kid finger prints, then inside to do the same with the glass display counters. I had to watch the two brothers serve customers to learn how to deal with the public, then put away the stock they had removed from shelves so that I knew where different stock was kept.