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Working as a child – my experiences

As a child, I had various jobs. I liked to earn my own money as I didn’t get regular pocket money. Ongoing, I would occasionally iron a shirt for two of my brothers and I would get a whopping 50p for each time as they would be in a hurry. Which in the early 1980’s was a lot of money.

These were my jobs from 13 to 16 years old… which was 1987 to 1990!

My first job as an after school local newspaper round and I loved it – chatting to some of the people I delivered to was a great way to learn how to talk to adults of all types, and I also loved the Christmas tips 🙂

My second job was in Primark, in its early days of trading. I didn’t like it at all. Spending hours picking up clothes that people had dropped or knocked onto the floor, or on the extremely busy tills was not my cup of tea.

As a summer job, I worked on the seafront making and selling fresh hot sugared ring donuts. That was OK.

I had a Saturday job in a busy high street café in Town, making and selling drinks, sandwiches, salads and other things. I quite liked it, apart from the ‘show off’ manager and sweeping and mopping up at the end of the day. I made a very good friend there and when we decided to go to Turkey (I was 16 by this time as I worked there quite a while), they said we couldn’t have the same two weeks off, so we handed in our resignation and promptly booked up our holiday. Wow, that was 1990 – scary how the time has gone!

So, just as an exercise of memory, and a bit of fun, let me know if you had any jobs as a child in the comments below 🙂

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2 comments to Working as a child – my experiences

  • Louise

    My Mum employed me as her cleaner at 50 pence an hour as she worked as a teacher full time.I did it at weekends as I had time then. My pocket money was twice my age so 26pence at 13 years old in 1973 which would just about buy a Mars bar then.
    I felt unfairly treated as she never offered this job to my three brothers who were 3 years and 5 years older than me. I did a lot of unpaid work painting rooms too. I felt she treated me as clearer which had a lowering effect on my self esteem.

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