Your First Job?

[Albert]

"OK, new thread! First jobs!"

Woolworth's stock boy for me. Oh, I do miss that store. Evidently they still exist in Europe. But these days, when a button falls off your shorts and it's the metal-kine, no sew-holes, where do you go to buy a new button and sew it on? (No, don't even think about saying Long's because I checked there first.)

Maybe Wal-Mart will sell buttons. :)

[AuntieNellieKulolo]

Oh, the joy of thread drift in action...

:D

[kimo55]

Oh, the joy of thread drift in action...

:D


eh auntie! what WAs yer first job!?


Oh, also, what was yer first pet's name, too?!

[Linkmeister]

First job where I handled money (if I could collect): delivering a weekly in West LA at 10 or 11 years old. 15 cents a week per customer, and I doubt I ever made $30 in a month.

Next job: delivering the old Washington Star in Annandale, Va. 45 papers a day, 7 days a week. Probably about $50-60 a month. Not bad for a freshman-junior year high school student.

First "real" job with a regular paycheck was janitor in my own high school 3 days a week, $1.60 an hour. That was junior-senior years.

[craigwatanabe]

delivering the Hawaii Times Japanese newspaper. I had 21 papers to deliver and earned $21 a month. My route was Niu A and covered Hawaii Kai to Kaimuki. It took over 2-hours to deliver 21 papers. One paper was half way up Waialae Nui ridge while another was in Niu Valley. Four were up in both buildings of the Kahala Towers, and the rest was spread out between 18th avenue and Kalani Iki. I got chased by dogs, mokes and city buses for four years starting at age 11 and went thru two bikes and ended up at Queen's emergency room twice from accidents delivering along Kalanianaole Highway and coming down mountain ridges on a bicycle.

Now that I think about it, it wasn't worth the $21 a month. But back then a gallon of gas cost 25-cents so I guess it was decent money for an 11-year old.

[Mocha]

Pineapple trimmer for Dole Pine! That really dates me! When I told my kids to apply there they said that the cannery was no moah! :p

[Eric]

Working as an Ace hardware store clerk. I was assigned to be the assistant to the paint department guy, and he decided that summer to re-organize the stock room. So there I am, young and small and skinny, looking up from the bottom of a ladder. My supervisor, this big tall Samoan guy, is at the top of the ladder and says, "You ready?" I nod, and he starts tossing down cardboard cartons of paint, with four one-gallon cans per carton. I had to catch and stack 'em. And that was on the first day! I dreaded working the plumbing department, because some old guy would always come in needing a replacement for an unidentifiable slime-covered widget he'd removed from his house. Then there was the interminable bagging and weighing of one-pound plastic bags of nails out of the fifty-pound boxes they came in. Man, I got some serious calluses from that.

[craigwatanabe]

Pineapple trimmer for Dole Pine! That really dates me! When I told my kids to apply there they said that the cannery was no moah! :p


My last job in radio was at Clear Channel/KHVH in the Dole Cannery. I would take one or two of my younger boys with me to work once in a while on the weekend and tell them I used to work in these hallowed halls when it processed the pinapple. I even took them to the roof where the mounts for the pineapple water tower still stand.

Yeah every local high schooler worked for Libby's or Dole during the summer months, that was the thing to do to earn money during the summer.

[kimo55]

Forgot.

First job; delivering da advahtizah all thru lanikai with my cross the street best friend, Doug Colbert. (lived at Aalapapa and Pokole Way.
We delivered all along aalapapa. Think some odda keed wen delivah mokulua side.
We dropped off at the birdlady. She was sweet. See that house on the hill x from the lanikai marker thing? That place is incredible inside.

Nodder job; at about 16 was at the cannery. Ho da noisy.
had to wear earplugs, hard hat;
Worked in a huge warehouse with a deisel forklift running around us all day. Went to da nurse and said need a slip to get transferred to anodda dept. Da fumes steh getting to me; Giving me asthma.
She said Oh no, that can't be. That exhaust is approved for human consumption. (or sumpin li dat) I said I dont care if its approved bed of roses. If I cant handle it, I cant take it!

So I quit.
haa
joke was on me; Ended up at da Honolulu zoo, shoveling da kine at da elephant cage.


Bumbai, helped feed da lions. Is was heartbreaking; they has chainlink fence corrals filled with swayback old horses insai.
Yep. You guessed it.
We hadda "make, die, dead" da horses.
then
hadda haul da "pieces" behind the lion cages and throw parts to them. Ho da cheekin skin, when da horse head steh winkin' atchoo..

[Mocha]

OH WOW!!! That's a terrible job to have had at the zoo...hope you got paid well for all the nightmares that you had! :eek:

[Serenity]

First jobs..huh?,

WoW!. :eek:

Everone's first jobs here seems alot harder than my first job. :(

I passed out flyers in ward area (which the company is long gone already).

I had to run right after(Intermediate) school to my (first) job, then passed out flyers to people, & also gave them out to drivers on the road when the traffic light was red. I think I scared my b/f (when I was datting him before) ,when I did that. :o

[mel]

My first job was helping out my Dad and grandfather on a ranch. My first paid job was working at a pharmacy. I then worked at grocery store, worked at college for the publications office and did work as a part-time DJ spinning records at dances. Next it was photography, and then the typesetting business........ All of these were now more than 20+ years ago.

[kimo55]

First jobs..huh?,

WoW!. :eek:

Everone's first jobs here seems alot harder than my first job. :(

I passed out flyers in ward area gave them out to drivers on the road when the traffic light was red. I think I scared my b/f (when I was datting him before) ,when I did that. :o


Oh I dunno, That too, sounds like a hard job, at least on yer b/f, especially if you were datting him!
(jezz keeding!)


reminds me, back in da Hippie days; what we did to save kala was pass out flyers in waikiki for the concerts at the Civic and in D.H. crater. remember working a few nights for tix to Humble Pie, Frank Zappa, BTO, ....hmmm who else played there...

[kimo55]

My first job was helping out my Dad and grandfather on a ranch. My first paid job was working at a pharmacy. I then worked at grocery store, worked at college for the publications office and did work as a part-time DJ spinning records at dances. Next it was photography, and then the typesetting business........ All of these were now more than 20+ years ago.


OK, now da memories steh flowin like nuuanu stream in da 70's.

I worked at a ranch too. Killing chickens, I was a wuss. lasted four days doing that.

I worked at a pharmacy too!
But was different kine.
Remember stewart's pharmacy?!
On kalakaua. Makai side.
It was a great coffee shop. da bruddahs caz talk story bout da place on some record of theirs.
Yep, and photography, too! For Sunbums magazine!
aaaand, I worked at a grocery store....
dat wuz Kokua back in da early 70's, the place different now. back then buncha hippies working for food. Moiliili was great then rememeber a cool bookshop i think makai side, x from the haunt, somehewhere near where Kokua steh now. maybe. maybe not.
Brain all scrambled from old age.
Azz why hahd eh!?

[mel]

I worked at a ranch too. Killing chickens, I was a wuss. lasted four days doing that.

Oh I used to help my dad kill chickens at home. He'd chop off the head, and that I helped him soaked the bird in hot watter and defeather it.

Of course if your stomach can't handle chickens, you would not have been able to handle cattle branding and "mountain oysters".


I worked at a pharmacy too!
But was different kine.
Remember stewart's pharmacy?!
On kalakaua. Makai side.

Since I grew up for the first 18 years of my life on the Big Island, my exposure to Honolulu was very limited. So I don't remember Stewart's Pharmacy. I worked at a place called Village Pharmacy that was a gift shop and pharmacy. I would go to the dock and airport to pick up the merchandise including perscription and over the counter drugs. Bring em back, price-em, do the paperwork and stock the shelves. Was kind of fun as I learned the name of many different kinds of drugs, their manufacturers and price.



Yep, and photography, too! For Sunbums magazine!

I remember Sunbums magazine. Used to pick those up at DJ's Sound City in Ala Moana Shopping Center. I learned photography in school and shot for our publications office and later made it a very part time business shooting pictures (posed couples in fake backdrop) at those school dances that used a live band instead of a DJ.


aaaand, I worked at a grocery store....

Worked in the mom and pop in our town that had just grown but still run by the same family. The store is still in business today.

[kimo55]

caution; Gross story follows.
the Squeamish and the Amish read no further.

Oh I used to help my dad kill chickens at home. He'd chop off the head, and that I helped him soaked the bird in hot watter and defeather it.



OK, here's how mine went... my "psycho chicken" experience:


Da blalah tells me grab the chickens and put em on that chopping block. So I do.
he hands me a hatchet. Well, being a kid who wants to grow into manhood I say ok I will do this..
(to myself)
to him, I already committed!

ok.
So I raise da hatchett and i
WHAAACK da buggah.

head.
pop off.
Body!?

hoooo I start laughing AND crying at once. Feel so bad for da poor buggah chicken.
da body wen go race all around the farm in figure 8s and back and forth, tilting left and right.. all loopy and woozy, but kinda fast, yea!?
for something with no head.

It was THE most bizzarre thing i ever saw. Or ever want to see.
again.
ever.

I said. OK.
Now. Gimme another way to do this.
Cuz bruddah, I ain't agonna do it like dat. again. nosireebob!



so. We hele on ovah to this tree.
he gives me rope.

was told to hang da boids upsai down by da legs (of course) then grab da head. Puuulll on da head. Down, boy! not up!

ok.
imagine that.
helluva mental picture so far, eh!?

Then wat? I ask da bruddah.

He hands me a big knife.
OK. CUT da neck.

den wot!?
I ask?

(Ho, I nevah like ma-ke anything. I nevah wen keel nahteeng. evah. )
By now, No like any aspect of dis "cheekin skin" experience!

he sez.
T'row em away. Toss em far away.
So I pull da head down. Streeetch da neck, make tight. mo bettah fo da knife go t'ruu.

But! Da knife sooo buss up! Dull and rusty! It was torture. On me AND da cheekin.
(i shoulda yelled at da chicken; "eh brah dis goin hurt me more than it goin hurt you!" I could see him now clucking back; "ya wanna bet?!")

Finally, da head. come off. T'row da buggah faaaaaway.
You shoulda seen da look on da buggahs face! (the farmer, not da cheekin.)

He had this freakin grin on his face.
I say whatchoo smiling at!? That was disGUSSS sting!
he said chaylook,you!
And the body was spinning, goin horizontal, like Will Rogers twirling a rope fass kine!
he sez. this is the best way... to drain blood from a fowl.
I said....
(yep you guessed it.)
That's Fowl!
gross, man!

Shortly after that; was offered a job at KFC.
yep. You guessed it.
became an accountant instead.
ha.

Nuff.
Of course.



(accountant part was the only fabricated thing in this.)

[mel]

caution; Gross story follows.
the Squeamish and the Amish read no further.


Yep, I did not want to mention it in my post about the chickens, but since you did, we also did the same thing. Put the chicken on the chopping block, use the small axe to hack its head off.... The shocked look on that chicken head could make anyone woosie.... and of course we too let the headless critter run around for a few seconds squirting blood all over the place... yucko. More often we just let it flap around in place until it was time for the hot bath.

[Glen Miyashiro]

Ha! You guys should check out the website for Mike the Headless Chicken (http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/). Sometimes da buggas, dey no die!

[pzarquon]

My first job was volunteering at Queen's Medical Center over the summer. Got to wear a wholly unfashionable yellow vest, and move manila folders and warm packets of body fluid around. Gotta admit, the inter-facility vacuum tube system was pretty cool... Very George Jetson. I was later assigned to the ICU, and boy a kid can grow up quick getting to know those patients (many of whom are gone within a week).

My first paid job was as a Student Aide at the Board of Water Supply. They were just getting their GIS mapping system working, and we got to do both outdoor and indoor stuff -- on-site street surveys and plotting map points into snazzy SPARC/X-Windows stations.

[Albert]

My grandmother used to do the axe thing with the chickens and, yep, watching their headless bodies run around afterwards was NOT one of my favorite memories of childhood. Sort of down there with watching a tornado approach before rushing to the storm shelter.

Still, I'm glad doing the chopping wasn't my first job.

[AuntieNellieKulolo]

eh auntie! what WAs yer first job!?


Oh, also, what was yer first pet's name, too?!

Like I wen say earlier on da oddah t'read, McD's (da old one at Koko Marina wit da pirate ship wheah Local Motion stay now, befoah dey wen put in da drive-thru). I worked da morning shift and made da biscuits. Back in doze days we made 'um from one mix and when I walked home my black pants wen stay all white... :)

And to answer da second question, my moddah had one dachshund named Cindy, she wen buy her befoah I wuz born.

:D

[AbsolutChaos]

Billing/Data Entry for my dad's medical practice

[scrivener]

Odd that I've never seen this thread.

My first paying job was as a student aide at Aiea Public Library. I mostly shelved books for a couple of hours a day and four hours on Saturdays. I was fifteen.

I also did restaurant stuff when I was sixteen (Waimalu Ezogiku), worked at the Boy Scouts' Camp Pupukea one summer, and took photos of tourists with lei-greeters at the airport. All this before I was nineteen.

[adrian]

Technically, its being a substitute for my Mom at our foster care home (which will only get harder).

I'd love to get a "real first job" but since that comes first, along with school then I won't be doing anything for a while.

[1stwahine]

Hmmm...this goes way, way back. Anybody remember the old drive inn next to the car wash across Strub Hospital? The one made the excellent Mahi Mahi and Teri Beef sandwiches and Real Shakes? My first job and I forgot the name....shucks.

I was a counter girl...who asked to learn how to cook from the one arm owner, Mr. Hayashi. He taught me well....darn, I still can't remember the drive inn's name. :eek:

[pzarquon]

The transition from student to worker was so drawn out and convoluted for me, I don't know what to start counting as a first job. Campus job? Apart from student newspaper stuff, I did techy things for various departments (CBA, Campus Security, etc.). Summer job? Volunteering at Queen's, volunteering at Board of Water Supply... Actual paid job? I guess my last 'summer job' turned into my first 'real job' - techy things for an international trade association.

A great gig, that was, dragging me all over the Pacific Rim -- New Zealand, Malaysia, Japan, Hong Kong...

[poi cocktail :)]

illegal underage worker at a fortune cookie factory. it was fun working with the gargantuan mixer machine (so big was like a Flintstone cartoon :p ), dropped plenty sesame seed dough balls on the floor but put them back on the tray before going in the rotating ovens (HOT!). everybody did that. the actual fortune cookie machine was hilarious to watch actually, early assembly line robotics. final step was pneumatic bagging machine which you sat in like a fighter cockpit. again more kid pranks some boxes had couple empty puffed up baggies :D last step everyday was sweeping the shop. I used to hate that but now am almost a clean freak and constantly sweeping the garage.

[kamapuaa]

Unsurprisingly, my fist real job was working in a shitty record store - the now defunct House of Music. Used to be downstairs by the stage at Ala Moana. :)

[scrivener]

Unsurprisingly, my fist real job was working in a shitty record store - the now defunct House of Music. Used to be downstairs by the stage at Ala Moana. :)
That was a lousy record store, but it was a great sheet-music store. I didn't discover Harry's until I was in college (I was a Waipahu / Pearl City boy; Waialae was something I heard about on the news), so the only place I could count on to have recent pop hits in sheet music was House of Music. Used to spend up to an hour at a time contemplating what one song I'd purchase with my small handful of cash, or I'd stand there in the store, trying to memorize two measures at a time. Great memories.

[Menehune Man]

It's incredible what we do to earn a buck, eh? I delivered the star-bulletin for years. Does it still excist? Only joking. In high school my first paycheck job was at Jack in the Box right across the street from Waikiki. Think it was the most busy one in the world. I don't think it still excists. Shortly after that I got on the morning clean up crew at the Blaisdell. You know for after concerts, boxing, whatevers. I put some of the "finds" to good use. This once I found a large diamond ring, turned it in to the office since I figured the lady must be freakin' out and it was not claimed but also couldn't be found for me to claim it either. :mad: Oh well I didn't need it at the time.

[Ailina]

1st job: McDonald's in Mililani.
2nd job: "cart girl" at Mililani Golf Course.
3rd job: tour guide at Dole Cannery.
Last Hawai`i job: long-distance operator at AT&T.

[Pedro]

Jobs

1: Delivering Newspaper for Sunpress - 7th grade.
2: Summer fun Jr. Leader - 9th grade.
3: Window Washer 10th grade year and after graduation.
4: Commisary Stocker.
5: Security with BURNS
6: Presently Employed with Bishop Museum. :)

[DaveNSoKona]

I think my first job was tearing down old barns in Kansas with my grandfather. I found a nest of baby squirrels and a 1936 Saturday Evening Post with ads for a brand new Cadillac for $600.

[kimo55]

I found... a 1936 Saturday Evening Post with ads for a brand new Cadillac for $600.



you got that on ebay for your find?!

[lavagal]

1st Job:
Babysitter of the neighborhood. Everybody called me.
2nd Job:
Lifeguard at a swimming club (white speedo, twirled the whistle around)
3rd Job:
McDonalds, Delran, NJ: two all beef patties special sauce lettuce cheese pickles onions on a sesame seed bun (I was there from 74-78).
4th Job:
Insurance clerk for Zurich Insurance (Oh my g*d could anything be more dull?)
5th Job:
Computer Operator with USAF (Get out of NJ FAST! Even got to track the first shuttle flight while stationed at Edwards AFB in the dreaded Mojave Desert)
6th Job:
Computer Operator for Kaiser Permanente Hawaii (exact same computers as the USAF)
7th Job:
Editorial Assistant, Honolulu Advertiser (Launched a writing career. I LOVE deadline pressure)

[kimo55]

"Babysitter of the neighborhood. Everybody called me. "


what did they call you?

2nd Job:
Lifeguard at a swimming club (white speedo, twirled the whistle around)


pictures. We want pictures.



5th Job:
Computer Operator with USAF
6th Job:
Computer Operator for Kaiser Permanente Hawaii
(exact same computers as the USAF)

you mean you got to take yer computers from job to job?!

[lavagal]

what did they call you?
Well, Kimo, back in NJ no ever called me Haole Bitch. But then again, there I was, all of 17 years old in a white swim team suit. They usually called and breathed heavily in the phone. It was kinda frustrating.
pictures. We want pictures. Man, why did I think I was fat back then?


you mean you got to take yer computers from job to job?!
umm. Let's see. 1985 IBM Mainframes, CDC 2000, some PDP thing and a plotter. Printers that are as big as tractors. Nah, I just changed freeze-yer-ass-off vaults. And then I worked the midnight shift. No complaints. That's how I got to learn to surf.

[shaveice]

yeah, like someone wrote, my first "real" job was at the old dole cannery. man, it was sooo noisy. for the first couple of nights, i could hear the sound of the machines in my sleep! did all kinds of odd things. like going INSIDE of the big containers that held or mixed the pineapple juice to clean the thing. packed pineapple juice into boxes. talk about mindless work. i think my hands were going through the motions when i slept at night! i remember once on my break, i climbed up a high stack of cardboard boxes and took a short nap. what a stupid kid. lucky the whole thing didn't come crashing down.

[Konaguy]

My first job was a Biological Aide working for USDA at Kona Airport.

[jdub]

my first job was as a child actor in a variety of local commercials...that started getting in the way of sports, so i just stopped one day, to my parents' surprise but supportive approval...my first schmuck job was at showbiz pizza in aina haina...i got drunk with the other employees on my first night, and woke up an hour late for work in that little tank with the plastic balls...yikes!

[cezanne]

DelMonte cannery. That sucked. Lasted 5 days haha. The Ginaca machine...ugh

[turtlegirl]

Hi everyone!
I'm moving to Oahu in March, and have been thinking about what I want to do to earn my rent. My first year in LA, I think I got fired from every bar on Sunset Strip! So, I wanted to ask those of you who moved to Hawaii from elsewhere, for stories about your first job after you arrived. What did you do? Was it fun? Any horror stories? Did it take you a while to find a job you liked? Maybe someone found a great job right away? :rolleyes:

[craigwatanabe]

Jobs

1: Delivering Newspaper for Sunpress - 7th grade.

I remember my friend Kevin had a job delivering the Sunpress. That was one suck job as the paper was delivered to everybody for free and Kevin had to go to each house later to collect the voluntary fee. Some would pay for their "free" newspaper, others would yell at him, "I never asked for this paper why should I pay for it?" and slam the door in his face. I can see if you're an adult trying to collect and having another adult slam the door but Kevin was only 15 and was told he could earn good money delivering that paper.

For all that effort delivering that paper to every home in Waialae Nui Valley, he never really got much money from it. Sunpress really took advantage of him.:(

[Leo Lakio]

First 'kid' job: Busboy at a restaurant where my father was assistant manager - I was all of 12, so $1.00/hour seemed like a treat to me. After that, I was a general dogsbody for him during the year he managed a golf & country club just outside a little Eastern Iowa town - at 14, I had a great time, especially that summer, when I was out there just about every day, from sunup to sundown.

First 'student' job: Two years as a library assistant during high-school, evenings and weekends, at the city's public library. Refiling books, magazines & reference articles, for the most part. Several nights a week, plus weekends. I really loved being in that old space (which has since been renovated into an art museum).

First 'real' job: Evening/weekend shift at a public radio station, providing continuity for classical and news programming, hosting late-night jazz programs, doing lots of audio production - the last of these being something I'm still doing thirty years on, and digging it all over again.

[Kittrick]

Hi everyone!
I'm moving to Oahu in March, and have been thinking about what I want to do to earn my rent. My first year in LA, I think I got fired from every bar on Sunset Strip! So, I wanted to ask those of you who moved to Hawaii from elsewhere, for stories about your first job after you arrived. What did you do? Was it fun? Any horror stories? Did it take you a while to find a job you liked? Maybe someone found a great job right away? :rolleyes:

My first job after I arrived was as a toy demonstrator at the old Woolworth's Waikiki. It was fun and on commission. Feast or famine. We got paid .$60 for every Star Glider I could sell. Once a Saudi prince came in and bought all of the toys I had on display, as he instructed his 6 wives with him (all wearing burkas) to buy whatever the kids with them and they themselves wanted. I made like $250 in about 20 minutes of work. I went home after that for the night. That was a cool job because the tricks we used to do with the Star Gliders seriously sold merchandise. We'd fly them around display stands, flip them in the air, and every time they would come back to our hands or get them to land on our head or shoulder. People used to try to find a string that didn't exist on those things. Plus, it really got me into public speaking and showmanship. The demonstrators who could speak Japanese made like $150-$300 a night. I think I averaged around $100, only working maybe 4-5 hours a night.

In another position, I worked for a fly-by-night operation that was so shoddy
that we didn't get paid for a month or longer. Make sure when you take a job that they are legit! The people I worked with including myself just walked out after getting paid. Oh, and the paycheck we were given after a month of not getting paid bounced. Yikes.

In High school, my first part-time job was as a cook at Godfather's Pizza outside of Seattle. One time, I sliced my hand on the pizza cutter and bled on the pizza crust I was preparing next to a finished on I was cutting for delivery. I put the pizza crust on the side so no one would use it while my co-worker helped me dress the cut and stop the bleeding. It was pretty busy that night, so I guess the manager put the bloody crust back into the production and we couldn't tell which one it was as sauce and all the toppings were on it already, so we couldn't exactly pull it off the line. It got delivered to someone, but I'm pretty sure the blood was cooked by the oven temperature and no one would probably notice. I got pretty fat working there as they made a 5lb. pizza with a pound of cheese, and any of the mess-ups we'd take home as they were getting thrown out anyway.

[craigwatanabe]

Geez!! How many first time jobs did you have? Man if I could get 60-cents per power tool I sold I could make more than I earn hourly at Home Depot!

[zztype]

Never saw this one before. Learned a couple of amazing things here!

My first job, at 16, was as a frycook/counter boy at Burger Boy Drive In, Waimalu, across Kamehameha Hwy. from the (then operating) Primo Brewery. $1.25 an hour.

In later years, it was sold and converted to Zippy's Waimalu, across from the former Primo Brewery, now the site of Best Buy.

Second job, started on opening day at Holiday Mart in Pearl City in the snack shop making ice cream cones, hot dogs, soda, chips. Eventually started cooking stew, chili, hamburger steak and selling plate lunches for them! Starting pay, $1.40 an hour!

Third job: Opening day salesclerk, Liberty House Pearlridge.

Fourth job: U.S. Navy submarine sonar technician.

After Navy, fifth job (and first of my current line of work): Paste-up artist and stat camera operator for Sunbums.

(Imagine my shock finding out that Kimo55 was a photographer!) I am still in touch with a couple of the old guys I worked with back then, including John Berger (entertainment writer for the Star-Bulletin) and Mark Coleman (business writer for the Star-Bulletin). And now, I can add Kimo55 to the list. He's still around.

[Honoruru]

My first job, at 16, was as a frycook/counter boy at Burger Boy Drive In, Waimalu, across Kamehameha Hwy. from the (then operating) Primo Brewery. $1.25 an hour.


I must have eaten one of your hamburgers! That used to be one of our regular hang-outs.

[GeckoGeek]

My first job wasn't until I grad high school. It was fixing stereos at a TV Repair shop.

That only lasted a few months. I wasn't hard up for cash until my freshman year in collage, got a student job doing AV stuff. It was decent, but just try staying away after lunch to run slides for a 3 day conference on fertilizer. (I kid you not!)

[zztype]

I must have eaten one of your hamburgers! That used to be one of our regular hang-outs.

Nah, you from that side?! :)

Funny, my partner Hal and I used to finish work at Burger Boy, then drive down the road to Scotties or Bluebird in Pearl City to eat! :D

[tutusue]

Aside from the traditional, adolescent babysitting jobs (50¢/hr!), my first 'real' job was during my sophomore year in high school (1959) as a clerk at Sprouse-Reitz five and dime store. I made $1./hr. and thought I'd hit the jackpot. I was saving for a car for when I got my driver's license the following year. I succeeded!

[kanahina]

first job:selling pet supplies at the Aloha Stadium Swap Meet on the weekends (during high school)
next: screen printing t-shirts (mostly Hawaiian Island Creations) during the holiday season (during college)
next: interning for a photographer (this is when I decided that I did NOT want to become a professional photographer) (also during college)
next: selling art supplies at Hawaiian Graphics in Kalihi near Honolulu Community College, was there from 1988 - 1994 (during college and beyond)
finally: got hired by the United States Postal Service in 1994 and am still there (14 years in March)!

[dick]

McDonalds in Kahului. I worked flipping burgers (and apple pies, and McNuggets, et.al.). Very good experience.

[DannyWilliams]

during high school my first job was working as classroom cleaner which was sweeping up the room and collecting the garabage left in the wastebaskets. My route was 6 rooms on one floor plus a portable classroom. I often get asked to do the adjoining building if the other cleaner calls out.

[acousticlady]

Selling bathing suits to tourists. Some of them really should have stayed in their street clothes:eek:.

[infinitypro]

Picking up trash at the local carnivals and fairs. It was hard, stinky work but full of great memories!

[escondido100]

when i was 14 i managed to deliver on bicycle two paper routes for the orange county register. we lived in san clemente and i rode from the north end of town to capistrano beach everyday after school and in the mornings saturdayy and sunday....that was 200 papers and i was paid 200.00 that was good money back in 1969. i think it was about 25 miles roundtrip each day.
amazing what you can do when your young...oh yeah somedays i pulled a homeade trailer for my surfboard and surfed halfway thru the route for 30 minutes or so....that was when boards where big and heavy too.

[Honoruru]

Funny, my partner Hal and I used to finish work at Burger Boy, then drive down the road to Scotties or Bluebird in Pearl City to eat! :D

Actually, the food at Burger Boy was only ordinary. We mostly just met there to decide what we were going to do next that night ... usually going to Scotties or Shakey's or somewhere else. It was kinda like the drive-in meeting place in "American Graffiti."

But back to being on topic (which I forgot to do), my first "real" job was at a furniture shop in the Mapunapuna area in the 60s. There were a lot of us high school kids, or kids just out of high school, working there, but since we were under 18, it was illegal for us to operate the big power machines, so we had to wear red T-shirts to identify us. We were known as the "Red Shirts."

[zztype]

Actually, the food at Burger Boy was only ordinary. We mostly just met there to decide what we were going to do next that night ... usually going to Scotties or Shakey's or somewhere else. It was kinda like the drive-in meeting place in "American Graffiti."

Oooh YEAH!!! I miss Shakey's Pizza. Spent many, many nights there.

[craigwatanabe]

Oooh YEAH!!! I miss Shakey's Pizza. Spent many, many nights there.

Yeah Shakey's on Rycroft street. So dark inside you couldn't tell what you were sitting on, on those wooden tables.

[zztype]

Yeah Shakey's on Rycroft street. So dark inside you couldn't tell what you were sitting on, on those wooden tables.

Nooooo, we talkin' 'bout da odda one, across from Pearlridge watercress farm. The place where Pearl Kai McDonald's is now.

But OK, I went to the Rycroft one couple times, too. Good pizza!