First jobs

Jun 29, 2007

Current mood:amused

We all learn things from our first jobs. Mine was in a church office, and I learned to answer the phone expecting any variety of strange conversations and attitudes. The people I remember best are these:

A couple who was married (but not to each other) who had attained an …um…inappropriate level of sympathy and commiseration for one another and the travails of their respective unhappy marriages. The woman would call the pastor almost daily, in tears, asking what she should do. Every time she called, the pastor would tell her what he believed she should do, then the next day she'd call again. I can only assume she was hoping he would change his mind. I suppose if you call often enough, eventually even a preacher will say "well, hell, honey. Maybe you should just leave your husband and be with the other guy…"

And my favorite lady in the whole church, who called me like clockwork on Friday afternoons because she was cleaning her phone and the only time she got to dial 0 was when she called the church. I should probably mention that this is WAY back in the dark ages when you actually had to DIAL phones….and my immediate thought the first time she called me and explained why was "omg…am I supposed to be cleaning my phone?"

But that was long ago and far away…(and dare I say it? So much better than it is today) anybody that knows where that came from gets my sincere congratulations. LOL

Let's see, I think my daughter's first job was working as a telephone solicitor…and she learned to hate those people equally from both sides of the issue. She also learned that she hated going to work, so after about a week she stopped doing it. J

My oldest son worked at a restaurant, and he learned (as he puts it ) 'a Lot about how to get along with people, and clean up messes, and take shit from co-workers and how to cook'. Not an altogether bad experience, I guess.

The twins started their first job this week, and so far they've learned that they hate cleaning up after whiny little spoiled rich ass college kids that can't even freaking walk to the trash chute. Carson said to me "they just leave their trash outside their door, and I go pick it up and take it to the trash chute for them. How are they ever going to learn if I do it for them?"

Man, that was funny.