Getting My First Job

My first real job experience, working as a Dental Assistant, is still imprinted on my mind. It felt so god on my first of the job and my happiness rose a million time when I received my first paycheck. I also did volunteer work at the same clinic during my spare time since I loved working with the patients. After becoming RDH, I have got a breakthrough working with a very diligent dentist. It is a new learning curve working as a RDH.

When I entered the workforce at 16, there weren’t many high paying jobs available for someone with absolutely no previous work experience. The only job available for me was in the fast food industry, so my first job was at TacoBell. Working at TacoBell, exposed me to my very first management style.

My first paying job was at the age of 16 for a brand-new Taco Bell with an all-girl crew. Now that I’m reminiscing of those times it brings back good memories of hard work and fun times with a new set of people (co-workers and customers). It was such a learning experience, for me personally having this job was a life saver and helpful money wise. I was a junior in high school and had a lot of extracurricular expenses that at that time my parents didn’t have the means to help with. It was challenging to keep up with my grades, afterschool programs and work but I made it happened with a lot of courage not to quit and learning time management. My parents were proud of me for keeping it all in control and not falling behind in my school work. Working at this fast food restaurant helped me with so much experience in customer service and hospitality.

One of the first jobs I ever got when I was younger was being a cashier at a Save- a Lot grocery store. I was 15 years old and I absolutely loved that job.

In high school, for my freshman year I had my first job. I was a secretary to a Tax Accountant at World Travel& Tours. I learned how to file, I mailed important letters, contacted people to come and pick up their taxes, as well as greeting customers.

There is nothing like working hard and being rewarded for it, my father would say to me every day before I left for work to my first job. I was a Ticketing Cashier at a popular tourist attraction where hundreds of thousands would attend every year. This was my first opportunity to earn my own pay check, so I valued every dollar and cent. The highlight of my position was having the opportunity to meet new people from all over the world, and earn incentives for the upselling of tickets and exceeding customer standards.

I have worked three jobs since I started working. My first job was a paper route that I got when I was twelve. I know what you might be saying, a paper route is not a job. I believe it was a job, and a great first job at that. It taught me to be responsible and I learned hard work payed off. If I worked hard to get the papers out quickly, the customers would leave me tips. It also made the customers happy when they got their papers earlier, which in turn made me feel helpful. I still work hard at everything I do, and the paper route I had influenced me greatly.

My first job was at a restaurant by the name of Fazoli’s in Avon Indiana. It was the first quick-serve Italian restaurant. I believe I started working there when I was 17, my friend begged me to go work with him. I got haired in October, I got the job rather fast sure they were heavily under staffed. The owner of the restaurant was Mario. He put me as the chief I made subs salads pizzas and desserts. I worked almost every day but only for short hours. About 3 to 4. I was alright with the cause I would be able to get my school work done if needed with such short hours and able to still have a social life. The only other times when I got more hours shifts would be when People didn’t want to work there shift so I would pick it up for them. I

My first job was at 7-eleven in Monmouth Junction by South Brunswick as a sales associate, specifically, the designated coffee maker. Despite the fact that I really did not need to work there, my father told me it would be an amazing learning experience and he was right. The shift I worked was from 5:00 AM to 10:00 AM, Monday to Friday and I was told to greet customers and ensure that the coffee pots were never empty. Despite this easy task I quickly found myself having trouble due to the fact that it was a mindless job which required no skills beyond training to make coffee. Fortunately, I learned a lot through my summer working there as I met customers from all walks of life, so poor that they were not allowed in and so wealthy they could

One of the struggles I had was getting my first job at PlayLand during the summer. My shifts were 6 hours a day, 4 days a week. The fair looked like a very simple job and I felt confident to work. I never had any job experience prior to this and I assumed the work wasn't going to be difficult. It was great to be able to work and earn myself some money over the summer. My mom told me I could spend it however I’d like. A month after I signed up for PlayLand, I went to the interviews. It was very simple and everyone there was friendly.

My first job was working in the grapes with my family. My motive was to buy a remote control car. My dad told me, “If you really worked hard for something, it would pay off eventually”. I was around seven years old. I still remember the early morning days when we would wake up at four in the morning to get dressed up in our uniform. This uniform consisted of a long sleeve shirt, pants, a bandana to cover your neck from the heat, and a hat. This was our every day work attire. While we were getting dressed for work, my mom would be making tacos to eat at break or at lunch time. These tacos were the best. They consisted of refried beans and pork meat with some salsa. Every day the taco menu would change but these were still the best. Once we were

Turning sixteen too many people means “yes, now I can get my first job!” That’s definitely what it meant to me. All I did was applied for jobs day in and day out with no results. Fast forward to four years later, and there I was twenty years old and still jobless. When you’re in high school it’s not a big deal but when you get older it is. Having to still ask my mom for money to buy things or to go out with my friends got old after I graduated. It made me feel like a burden because I am an adult.

When I was 15 I got offered a job and I was very excited! My sister worked there as well so it made getting trained and learning a lot easier for me. I had a couple of tests to take and computer work to do before I could start actually working.

On my very first job I worked in a warehouse where I expected a difficult time since it included heavy lifting, but what I didn't expect was having a boss that would make an enormous impact on my life. This man changed my perspective in life and was the only person in my life that actually helped me when I really needed it. The people that I thought would always be there for me weren't there when I really needed them the most. My boss David didn't have to do the things he did for me, but he did, and every day I thank him for that.

Starting my first job at CVS was a eye opener in learning how to work together, learning the store and the employees. The positive in this process is that you have the expreince teaching you ins and outs so the transtiton into your positon will become a lot easier. Being able to be trained do a lot in the store comes with good times and bad times, so the negetive aspect of this was I was put into a postion to do customer service which I didn’t feel comfortable doing but if you want the job you have to put your fears aside and learn from those who has done it before, so after two weeks of training I got the hang of what this position had consist of. The moral of this story is I had a lot of help from my co-workers which allowed me to settle