Wednesday, 23 October 2013
What Was Your First Paying Job?
We are supposed to be talking about money-saving tips today but due to some other obligations I need a blog post I can write more quickly than that so Elder Money Part 3 will appear tomorrow, Thursday.
Recently I ran across a story about celebrities' first jobs. People sometimes forget that bold-faced names were not always famous. Once upon a time they were just like everyone else and they had first – or early – jobs not any different from the kind the rest of us had. Some examples:
Madonna worked at Dunkin' Donuts. It is fairly well known that Harrison Ford worked as a carpenter. Comedic actor Jim Carrey was a janitor and a security guard.
Sean Connery was a body builder who came in third in a Mr. Universe contest. Brad Pitt was a limo driver, Whoopi Goldberg, a bricklayer and Tom Cruise, a hotel bellhop.
None of those are surprising. More interesting are actor Tim Allen who served more than two years in prison for drug trafficking after being arrested holding about a pounds and a half of cocaine, and Inside the Actors Studio television show host, James Lipton, who was a “licensed procurer of a French prostitute” in the 1950s.
So let's find out today what kind of first or early jobs TGB readers had. We grew up in times quite different from today and I'm betting a good number of male elders here had newspaper delivery routes. Fewer people read print papers today so maybe that's not as common.
High school girls' counterpart to boys' delivery routes then was babysitting for neighbors. I have no idea if that is still done or if babysitting has become “professionalized” as so many other jobs have.
It is likely to be more fun if we confine ourselves to “real” jobs – that is, ones that didn't involve nepotism like raking leaves for extra cash from dad or working in an uncle's store. I'm thinking of jobs we had to apply for and from which we got our first paychecks whether during school or following graduation.
I'll go first: it was 1958, just after graduating from high school in Marin County, California. I had been hanging around the house for a week when my mother told me that whether or not I was going to Berkeley in the fall (I hadn't decided), I had to find a job starting that day.
Years later, she told me that she was shocked speechless when I returned home that evening having been hired as a typist to start the next morning at a mortgage loan company in San Francisco. In those days, office jobs were a dime a dozen – if you could type, you could work - and it pains me still to think about how deadly boring it was.
And that story is as boring as the job, so now it's your turn. What was your first paying job?
At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Arlene Corwin: People Need Their Orgasms