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Previously on "Best/Worst Jobs as a Teenager"

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  • NotAllThere
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    Originally posted by _V_ View Post
    Too busy studying for 9 O Levels, then 5 A Levels, then Cambridge Uni.
    So why did that you prevent you getting a job? I got 10 O Levels (and a CSE), 4 A Levels (+3 S papers), then to university, and had three jobs during that time (plus a handful of odd jobs here and there, hence the loading old glass onto a truck).

    Or where you one of those thick people who have to study to get good results?

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  • BlasterBates
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    In hindsight what I should have said was "this is bob a job not f***ing child labour"

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  • BlasterBates
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    I used to hate doing bob a job but I did it, in full uniform I mght add

    Mowed a lot of lawns, and washed a lot of cars.

    whose f**ing idea was that!!

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  • SueEllen
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    Originally posted by _V_ View Post
    Too busy studying for 9 O Levels, then 5 A Levels, then Cambridge Uni.
    I actually have siblings and extended family members who worked part-time and at least in the summer holidays, when studying O levels* and A levels. They blame the A level results on working but I suspect it was their interest in the opposite sex as some only worked in the summer....

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  • HugeWhale
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    I hope this is true.
    There was a call centre that wanted everyone chained to their desks, answering calls all day. Unfortunately the lights were motion activated and kept going off.
    Solution?
    The call centre employed a teenager whose sole job was to walk around the vast floorspace flapping his arms in the air to keep the lights on.

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  • mattfx
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    Originally posted by _V_ View Post
    Too busy studying for 9 O Levels, then 5 A Levels, then Cambridge Uni.
    Originally posted by original PM View Post
    Some of us had to work so the family could eat....

    would have been nice to have the time to study loads etc.....

    It's funny how successful people stem from all sorts of educational backgrounds. I Was educated at home by my mother (questionable how much I was educated at times!) went to college and did a BTEC and then went straight into work. Fortunately I've always had a good work ethic and certainly landed on my feet with my first helpdesk job. Since then my educational background hasn't once come up during an interview.

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  • original PM
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    Originally posted by _V_ View Post
    Too busy studying for 9 O Levels, then 5 A Levels, then Cambridge Uni.
    Some of us had to work so the family could eat....

    would have been nice to have the time to study loads etc.....

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  • _V_
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    Originally posted by SueEllen View Post
    Oh so you had rich parents who allowed you to be a lazy sod...
    Too busy studying for 9 O Levels, then 5 A Levels, then Cambridge Uni.

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  • stek
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    Another story from the same period, nothing to do with work but what the hell! This was the late seventies and the swinging sixties had just reached Bolton, and we had this Alsatian dog, Judy (no, not a Keith Laird story) that was always very sickly and weak, and had hip displacia which I think affects this breed. Anyway..

    I'd had a few, early in my drinking career, and in bed, woke up about 2:00am dying for a wazz. My bedroom (box room, 8' x 6') was farthest from the toilet, which unbelievably was inside the house. I wobbled across the landing not noticing the dog had shiit at the top of the stairs and not only that, was a particularly sloppy, runny one. And I stood in it. Can still feel it oozing between my toes. We didn't have slippers in Bolton then, so I was barefoot. Luckily I only stood in it with one foot so I could hop to the loo to clean it off.

    As I said, I'd had a few so couldn't be arsed with a full clean up, but I had a brainwave, I did my piss, and dunked my foot in the loo bowl and flushed the poo off and went to bed with a wet foot.

    ...and left my mum to clean the poo up next morning. It was her dog anyway, she brought it home.....

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  • SueEllen
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    Originally posted by _V_ View Post
    I didn't work until I left university. Even then I'm not sure I'd call it work.
    Oh so you had rich parents who allowed you to be a lazy sod...

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  • _V_
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    I didn't work until I left university. Even then I'm not sure I'd call it work.

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  • Grasser73
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    I was a deckhand on a small cruiser operating out of Southampton Docks. Lots of great times including Riverboat Shuffle disco cruises with available young (and not so young) women on tap. There was kudos to bagging a crew member apparently, who was I to argue.

    The downside was the toilets, ancient hand-pump-to-flush contraptions. I'll never forget the day one of them broke leaving it full to the brim of, well, you know what. With no gloves or tools available I had to scoop it all out into a carrier bag using a pint glass, then reach (and boy did I) into the u-bend and unblock it, used tampons and all. It was days before I felt truly clean again.

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  • stek
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    Originally posted by BrilloPad View Post
    Mediums usually contact HGV drivers about their victims.....
    At the time I remember this bloke around the corner who had been a HGV driver, he killed five people on the motorway by falling asleep at the wheel of his lorry. Story was his boss had more or less forced him to drive too long by saying he'd sack him if he didn't. This was before tachometers I think.

    I don't know if there's any truth in it but he was a nice bloke but had this permanent haunted look, so much so I asked my bro and got the above tale.

    I'll ask him about this too, he knew/was mates with everything/everybody back then.

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  • BrilloPad
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    Originally posted by stek View Post
    I'l pretty sure I got nowt! He's dead now so I can't ask him, unless there's a Medium in the Bolton area that specialises in HGV drivers.

    Can't even remmeber his name, might have been Hughes (surname).

    I'll ask my bro's see if they can fill in the deets!
    Mediums usually contact HGV drivers about their victims.....

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  • stek
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    Originally posted by BrilloPad View Post
    Were you paid or not! Got to know!
    I'l pretty sure I got nowt! He's dead now so I can't ask him, unless there's a Medium in the Bolton area that specialises in HGV drivers.

    Can't even remmeber his name, might have been Hughes (surname).

    I'll ask my bro's see if they can fill in the deets!

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