My first real job was working in a drycleaners in high school. I worked there for 2 and half years - from the week after I turned 16 to the end of the summer before I left for college. I worked 3-8pm Tuesday -Friday, 8 hours on Saturday. It was a great HS job because I was off every night in plenty of time to do all my homework. I was the youngest person she had ever hired and she was reluctant to hire me because of that, but after 6 months I was effectively the evening shift manager including counting out the money and locking up the shop for the night. The job was HOT (like 120 degrees inside with all the steam during the summer and no AC), dirty, and sometimes disgusting (you wouldn't BELIEVE the stuff some people leave in their pockets - YUCK!). But, it taught me valuable lessons about being accountable for my actions, the power of the dollar earned vs the dollar given, public relations, and left no doubt in my mind that I wanted to go to college so that I didn't have work this same kind of job when I was 65 like some of my co-workers.
I still laugh when I think of my interview for that job! I showed up in a dress and heels. Since I didn't have any job experience I took along copies of my report cards and standardized test results (to show I was smart and applied myself). I think I also had a letter of reference from one of my teachers. Probably a bit much, but I really needed the job to buy gas for my car and didn't want to work at McDonalds like my brother did.
Holly (31) DH (37) DD (2.5 - born 11/16/07). Full-time working Mom, Wife, Library Board President, Chef, Chauffer, Maid, Toy Assembler and Repair Technician, and Chief Boo-Boo Kisser.