Best/Worst Jobs as a Teenager

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Worked at McDonalds when I was at college. I wasn't very good at it though I found shovelling the fries into the cardboard holders quite relaxing - I do remember doing this with a really bad sniffly cold. I do wonder how many people I passed my germs onto.

Worked as a labourer in the summer (only for a short while), managed to get a tan and put some muscle on. No thinking, just shovelling sand but would get home and eat and collapse. Tip: don't ever get into a fight with a labourer, you might have gym muscles but they are going to kick your arse.

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Did a one-day'er once for the HGV driver who lived opposite, a right character he was so I reckoned it would be a laugh at least, and getting paid. Mid '70s this was, no idea if I got paid to be honest, anyway, bit of fun I though...

Hot summer day it was, and we hopped into his wagon which had a large flat-bed, and it was towing another large flat-bed of similar size, if not a big longer, and I was thinking, Ehup, this might not be fun at all, and in fact might well be hard work. It fecking was!

We drove up to Barnard Castle of all places, into this field, and we had to load basically a shed-load of haybales onto these two flat-beds, about 12' hight too, I was absolutely knackered, we only had one pair of gloves, and he kept them to himself, result was my hand were in agony, with massive weals in them caused by carrying these bales by the cords. Couldn't bend my fingers.

Anyway, off we go, a bit later driving though Leeds city centre (little did I know I'd end up living there) and he tells to get his some fags, gives me the money and points at the shop and says he'll drive slowly and I caught run up after.

So I'm in the shop, hardly able to count the money out, hardly able to grip the fag packet, and he's deliberatly crawling though Leeds City Centre causing absolute mayhem with the traffic, honking everywhere, fists being waved and me legging it up the street to hop into the cab and off we go onto the M62.

Police stop us because the load is unstable and he assures the coppers it's ok, does some pretend tieing down and fiddling with strapping and off they go in their Panda.

10 miles later Rochdale area the load on the trailer flatbed falls off, all over the carriagway. So we get out and reload rapid before anymore coppers appear, cars flying by, hay all over the motorway, hands bleeding by now, red patches on my jeans where i'd wiped the blood off, get 90% back on, the rest of it has gone from my memory, I probaly passed out.

I think he promised me £20, seems a bit steep for 1975 tho, in any case it didn't matter, never saw any of it anyway....

[BrilloPad]

no idea if I got paid to be honest

I think he promised me £20, seems a bit steep for 1975 tho, in any case it didn't matter, never saw any of it anyway

Were you paid or not! Got to know!

[filthy1980]

spent the summer in a cardboard factory when 16 for $1.50 an hour, 8-6pm, it was just a variation of stacking freshly cut cardboard onto pallets whilst listening to radio 1 ALL DAY LONG

tried to be hard a didn't wear gloves, hands were shredded by the end of the first day

worst part of the job was when a 50 year old short fat indian lady started saying she thought I was handsome and which she had a son like me

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Were you paid or not! Got to know!

I'l pretty sure I got nowt! He's dead now so I can't ask him, unless there's a Medium in the Bolton area that specialises in HGV drivers.

Can't even remmeber his name, might have been Hughes (surname).

I'll ask my bro's see if they can fill in the deets!

[BrilloPad]

I'l pretty sure I got nowt! He's dead now so I can't ask him, unless there's a Medium in the Bolton area that specialises in HGV drivers.

Can't even remmeber his name, might have been Hughes (surname).

I'll ask my bro's see if they can fill in the deets!

Mediums usually contact HGV drivers about their victims.....

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Mediums usually contact HGV drivers about their victims.....

At the time I remember this bloke around the corner who had been a HGV driver, he killed five people on the motorway by falling asleep at the wheel of his lorry. Story was his boss had more or less forced him to drive too long by saying he'd sack him if he didn't. This was before tachometers I think.

I don't know if there's any truth in it but he was a nice bloke but had this permanent haunted look, so much so I asked my bro and got the above tale.

I'll ask him about this too, he knew/was mates with everything/everybody back then.

[Grasser73]

I was a deckhand on a small cruiser operating out of Southampton Docks. Lots of great times including Riverboat Shuffle disco cruises with available young (and not so young) women on tap. There was kudos to bagging a crew member apparently, who was I to argue.

The downside was the toilets, ancient hand-pump-to-flush contraptions. I'll never forget the day one of them broke leaving it full to the brim of, well, you know what. With no gloves or tools available I had to scoop it all out into a carrier bag using a pint glass, then reach (and boy did I) into the u-bend and unblock it, used tampons and all. It was days before I felt truly clean again.

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I didn't work until I left university. Even then I'm not sure I'd call it work.

[SueEllen]

I didn't work until I left university. Even then I'm not sure I'd call it work.

Oh so you had rich parents who allowed you to be a lazy sod...