Tuesday, March 24, 2015

You Asked, I Answer (My First Paying Job)

I thought I was down to my last question from my ‘Ask Me Anything’ post, but when I went to verify that, I discovered that CraveCute had asked a second one. So I’ll take care of that today.

She asked “What was your first paying job?

If I wasn’t going to count all the temporary and small jobs I did while in school until I finally began a full time position, I’d say that my first real paying job was at a hotel. I was only 21 when I started - just a young’un – and I worked there for five years; two of them in reservations and three of them in accounts receivable. It is one of the best jobs I ever had. Not salary-wise but people-wise. What an amazing group of people at that place. Most of them in their 20s, which was pretty awesome. You can imagine the youthful exuberance. I made a lot of friends and had a grand old time. There are also countless memories. And stories. Lots of stories. Some of them hilarious. Like the one about ‘Mr. Smith’. I must share that with you all soon.


But I am going to count all the temporary and small jobs I did while in school because that would include an amazing first paying job. Which was to walk my neighbour’s dog while he was at work. I was only 11 or 12 when he offered to pay me a few bucks a week to drop by his place after school and take his puppy for a walk. His puppy. *squee* We weren’t allowed any pets aside from goldfish in my home, so you can imagine how ecstatic I was about this. It’s as close as I ever got to having a dog.

But despite the enthusiasm and dedication on my part, and despite how excited that little puppy was to see me each day, the job didn’t last long. Because when it came down to it, I had no clue what the heck I was doing. The whole point was to take the little ball of fur out to do his business. But my head was always in the clouds and half the time I’d return him home before he did that. No need to explain further. The dog owner was really sweet about it; never once telling me I wasn’t doing a good job. He just said one day that he didn’t need help anymore.

So that was my first paying job. And also the first job I got fired from!

Have a lovely day, everyone. One last question to go...

36 comments:

  1. Awe, but I bet you didn't even realize that you got fired at the time because he was so sweet about it. I had a similar experience with a babysitting job when I was about 13. Of course I sort of set their kitchen on fire while trying to make French fries. I KNEW I was fired when they told me they would no longer be needing my services.

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  2. I can imagine you a youngster, the beautiful wonderful woman you are today did not happen because your feet were firmly on the ground...whatever made you , YOU is was worht it!

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    1. Thanks, Lorraine. I was a pretty good kid, so yes, my feet were firmly planted on the ground. Then the teen years hit... :)

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  3. Cute story about your first job!

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  4. That is a great story about a "first job." My first job involved animals also. At the ripe old age of nine I got a job exercising polo ponies. We saddled and bridled our rides, and took two other horses on lead ropes for a half hours canter across the fields. When all three horses were warm and breathing hard, we walked them out until they were cool and returned them to the barn where they were brushed and put in their stalls. I got paid the grand sum of $1.40 per hour, about what a working man would earn at the time, but only worked mornings.

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    1. What a fantastic first job! And the pay was great, too.

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  5. Hey , I'm surprised you got so few questions. I thought you be overwhelmed with all the questions. Your work experience goes back a long way. My daughter walked two schnauzers, Peppy and Blitz. Guess what breed of dog she got...a Schnauzer.

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    1. I thought there'd be more questions but I can't force people to join in! I might try this again sometime in the future because it's a lot of fun, and it helps create many posts.

      That is great about your daughter! It's not surprising she got that breed of dog. She probably loved walking those two.

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  6. I'll bet you had fun playing with that puppy!

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    1. I sure did, Linda! I still think about it so many years later.

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  7. hahaha...what a cute story! Mine was babysitting. Waaaay back then, parents just wanted cheap and it didn't require much experience. I got 50cents an hour for watching as many as three kids.

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    1. You are so right. Babysitting was a very popular choice for a first job back then. And it didn't cost the parents all that much. Not anymore! Now the kids get paid a decent amount by the hour.

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  8. Looking forward to the story about Mr. Smith! Walking the dog must have been a wonderful first job for you. We had a friend who had a poodle when I was little, and we always enjoyed whatever opportunities we had to walk him.

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    1. The story about 'Mr. Smith' is going to make everyone laugh. And it'll raise eyebrows, too!

      Walking the dog was so much fun for me, especially since we didn't have such pets.

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  9. Dog owners are usually the nicest people, he let you go in a good way!
    I used to be a 'dog walker' and loved that job.

    Happy Tuesday , Martha , hope the sun is shining there today!
    It 's a beautiful spring day here and I am off to take a walk with Jake by the lake
    Smiles

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    1. I hope you had a great time, Margie! The weather is still not warmth enough to do all the things I'm looking forward to. Hopefully soon.

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  10. Aww! I can just see little girl Martha walking along with *her* puppy.

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  11. Maybe the dog owner needed to fully clarify your job responsibilities :)

    betty

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    1. That would have been nice! It would certainly have helped me keep the job for longer :)

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  12. How would a 10 year old know that unless told? Oh well. you had fun I am sure, Martha.

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  13. Cute story ! My first paying job was in a factory running machines at the age of 18 after I finished high school ! Then my second job and all time favorite paying job was I got my dog training license and trained all kinds of dogs for 5 years ! Thanks for sharing , Have a good day !

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    1. A dog trainer! That is fun. I bet you met some very interesting dogs and had a blast.

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  14. that is indeed a cute story. At least he let you go in a nice way.

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  15. When I take my dog out, that's the first thing she does.

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    1. That's what dogs usually do but this little bugger didn't. He was so excited about exploring that he took his time. I should have kept him out longer. It just didn't dawn on me.

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  16. I can see my daughter (12 years) getting a job like that and wiggling with joy over it! And I can also see her forgetting to get the job done due to major distraction of playing with the puppy.That is just the cutest story!

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    1. Yup! That describes what I was like then. I was busy having fun and didn't complete the job!

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  17. I'm enjoying reading the answers and Debra's too.

    Brave girls.

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    1. You should join in on the fun. And if there's a question you don't like or are uncomfortable with, just opt out. I'd love to see you participate.

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  18. Love this question and answer series on your blog. So cool! :)

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