Jul 16 2008
And the list goes on
I met someone the other day who had worked one job his entire life. He was an older gentleman, and had started work at a factory after high school and stayed there until he retired. I had a hard time even imagining it. I said to him, “I’m 23 and I’ve already had at least ten jobs!”
He gave me the hairy eyeball, and in self-defense I changed the subject. These are different times, there are different expectations; hell, we’re different people, isn’t that reason enough? I thought it might be interesting to think back to the jobs I’ve had, see if I can list them all.
The ones that probably don’t count: at the age of 8, I sold jewelry I had made at the YMCA summer block party. I think I made forty dollars. It was exciting. Also, when I was 12 I spent a summer babysitting a 7-year-old full-time (oh god, she’s 18 now, I can’t even stand it).
Ponderosa – bussing tables
Assistant to the late night activities coordinator at college
Mystery shopper for the dining halls
Waitress at a pizza & ice cream place
Gallery attendant for campus galleries
Intern at a commercial photography studio in Saratoga Springs, NY
Customer service technician for campus computer center
Dishwasher at Main Street café (townie central)
Arts & Crafts Director at YMCA summer day camp
Radio Shack sales associate
Visitor Services Representative at National Building Museum
Trader Joe’s crew member
Business management intern at Ibhana Creations
Grassroots campaigns on-street canvasser
Plaza Artist Material’s sales associate
Granted, most of these are summer/semesterly jobs. But still. Wow.
