Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Summer Jobs

Back in the mists of time, in your youth, did you have a summer job?



Tell us about it.

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  1. Why, yes! And you've posted a photo of my "summer job", too!

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    1. However, in the world outside my imagination, I used to work in a cafe on the cliff top here. In between clearing tables, serving customers, making cakes, preparing meals, cleaning, drinking gin & tonics (the owner actively encouraged this despite me being under-age), washing up, keeping the fishermen in coffee and fags (cigarettes, not me - although a couple of them were almost acceptable), I "danced" around the kitchen trying to avoid the lobsters that the fishermen brought us, and then gritted my teeth upon hearing them boil to death in a large pan (the lobsters, not the fishermen).

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    2. MR. DeVICE: Did you ever sneak a sip of someone’s G&T?

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  2. My ideal summer job would be in THAT youth. Jx

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    1. JON: He appears to be looking for extra wood so you may stand a chance.

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  3. I was a summer day camp counselor who taught 6 year olds how to swim. Have you ever taught a bunch of 6 year olds how to swim?

    It's like putting cats into water... They all grab on with their claws and you all sink to the bottom of pool!

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    1. AYEM8Y: I avoid 6-year-olds and all children of all ages at all costs.

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  4. I was a library page all the way through high school (so not strictly a summer gig). You'd be amazed at the things that go on in the stacks in a quiet suburban library.

    And for a couple of years I was a theatre apprentice. And I doubt anyone would be at all surprised at the goings-on at a small suburban summer theatre.

    One way or another, I got quite an education...

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    1. MUSCATO: Which section of the Dewey Decimal system experiences the most action in the stacks?

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    2. "177 Ethics of social relations", perhaps? Or maybe "302 Social interaction"...

      Jx

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    3. In our little library, it was the 900s. Something about biography and the social sciences must bring it out in the patrons. Well, that and that those shelves offered several tempting blind spots...

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    4. MUSCATO: Blind spots? Yet I'm sure you had your eyes opened.

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  5. At 14 I had a summer job (weekends) in a fish and chip restaurant in Bridlington, not as glamorous as
    Mr Device's place, we didn't have lobsters, we had fly papers, oilcloth tablecloths, mismatched cruets and malt vinegar bottles on the tables. I started as a mucky cup collector cum washer upper, my own tears would fall into the suds as yet another tray of mucky pots was brought in for me. That old time music hall favourite would often pop into my head as I scrubbed away.
    After a couple of weeks I was promoted to taking orders after a member of staff had walked out in disgust because a customer had petted her on the bottom!I would have found that amusing. My favourite customers were Paul, Darren, Tommo and Mark the fairground workers in their early 20s as you can imagine were as rough as sandpaper. I remember serving them for the first time 'Hello darling, you're new, what do they call you then?' I giggled coquettishly sounding like a cascade of silver bells. It was 'oye puff' when they realised I was a lad, they soon learnt I wasn't as soft as I looked and 'oye puff' was quickly replaced with 'R'kid' which I found very endearing.
     
    My wage £2.50 an hour plus tips and all the chips I could eat. No wonder the owners of the establishment could afford to swan around in a B-reg fiat panda if that's all they were paying their staff.

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    1. MITZI: Did you ever get used to your hair smelling of chip fat, day after day?

      How have I not heard that bawdy song in your link before? ♫She got sores upon her cunt♫
      Obviously, I’ve not frequented any British music halls.

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    2. Ye Olde Music Hall has nothing on bawdy Rugby songs. Jx

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    3. JON: ♫Her greasy twat
      Was always hot


      Catchy.

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    4. Only at the weekends. I became desensitised to the smell. On the bus going home, passengers would often sniff the air and say they can smell fish and chips. Very Coronation Street.

      'Naked color photographs of Liberace' I think I'm going to be sick.

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    5. MITZI: Please refrain from regurgitating your chips.

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  6. Well it certainly wasn't pushing a wheelbarrow around naked. Yet.

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    1. MISTRESS MADDIE: You’re still young. There’s still time.

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  7. though i was not paid, i blew my well hung neighbor.
    hell, someone had to do it.

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  8. Haulage firm. Dirt & diesel. Learned some interesting things.

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    1. MAGO: "Dirt & Diesel" would be a good name for a gay magazine.

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  9. Good God, no! I was too busy being a swot and getting on with my projects.
    I feel I missed out, but there weren't any seaside cafes in the vicinity.... only a large supermarket and a dry cleaners.
    Sx

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    1. MISS SCARLET: Trust us, you didn't miss a thing.

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  10. Not during High School. But the year I left I was a stripper for a while! Did really well :)

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