When I was a teenager, my first job, apart from babysitting, was bussing tables at the local country club. For those of you not familiar with the job description of a “busgirl”, my main duty was to clear dirty dishes from the member’s table and take them to the dishwasher. As an adult germaphobe, the idea of carrying out these duties today, makes me cringe, especially since we weren’t provided gloves.
The reason behind my career choice had more to do with a certain boy from school, than a desire to clear the world of dirty dishes. My best friend and I both had crushes on boys who also worked at the county club, in the golf pro shop. Our thought was, they had to eat and since the club provided a free meal to their employees, a chance meeting over a table of dirty dishes was in our favor.
Unfortunately, our idea didn’t go as planned. Although the employees were provided a free meal, they weren’t allowed to dine with the members. The chance meeting never happened.
I didn’t get to meet that boy, but I did catch more colds that winter than ever. By spring, my friend and I left the country club for a job at the local roller rink. I had a few bruises, while learning to skate backward, but it turned out to be the best job I ever had.
I’m curious, what was your first job?