I agree.  Just a general rundown of what is happening - exec orders, bill movement, senate republican clowning, whatever.  I can no longer tolerate watching the news, so a quick rundown with links about the important legislative stuff would be valuable (plus updates on the QAnon representatives in congress right…

Not that I miss the Emetic-in-Chief (I do not) but I do kind of miss Barf Bag. And I’m wondering if the writers might want to continue the tradition with some sort of political round-up? Anyone? :) 

First job was delivering newspapers (remember those?) in my little town in South Jersey. I started with 20-25 customers, grew the route to 35-40 and eventually took over the route next to mine as well for a total of 80 daily customers and 100+ Sundays.

Mine’s not as bad as Esmerelda Pippens (JFC) but I too briefly cleaned hotel rooms, many of which were multiday stays in units that had small kitchens (I lived in a tourist town and people would come for the Shakespeare festival. They’d cook in their rooms since that was cheaper.)

Probably grew up during the depression. My grandparents had a bit of that too.

My first job was ridiculously mundane and full of exactly what you would expect from selling tickets at a local folk show. Bad jokes, old hippies, people arguing $10 was too much for a concert. Nothing.

One the sites I work at has a fee. It’s a weird work around that we don’t take this pass that normally covers seniors because we have to have the money to actually fix the stuff in the building and the money goes to this big agency pot. etcetc.

Old people and money. One summer I worked at the local casino gas station, the older contingent of customers really liked buying milk with their casino points, weirdly. One day I’m working the register and this older lady holds up a drumstick type ice cream, and holds up two fingers, so I charge her for two. A few…

I was 16 and had no car or license but my stepmother thought I ought to get a job despite being at her house in a small town where the grocery store was already staffed. I tried to get a job at the ice cream stand.

I’m from around those parts.  It could be worse - I knew someone who did a living history role in Tennessee in the summer, and she DID have to wash her own costumes, with the old timey equipment, on the job. 

At my first job, I worked at a buffet place. Think Golden Corral. It catered to the 65+ crowd, and more than half the customers were regulars.

Has anyone heard of Mystic Seaport? It’s living history museum, whaling times, boat building, scenes were shot there for the movie Amistad. My first summer job was there, I was one of the people who got dress up in old timey outfits! Sounds great right? My 16 year old self was all ready to imagine myself as a tragic…

My dad’s boat motor exploded due to a bad set of spark plugs sold to him by the local marina. After berating them and negotiating how to fix the motor, they asked, “is there anything else we can do to make this better?” He said, “Yeah you can give my 14 year old daughter a job.”

Not my first job, but my first job in “fine dining”. I had been waitressing and bartending at a cheap chain restaurant when I was hired at a very fancy restaurant that provided me with only the most minimal of training. On one of my first nights there, the server that I was shadowing asked me to drop a steak knife…

One day at my office gofer job I was tasked with moving files from one filing cabinet to another and I found a hand gun in the back of one of the drawers. No, it wasn’t filed under “G”.

My first job was as a chambermaid in a cheap, non-chain motel along Rte 1. It was close enough to beaches for people to use as a vacation stay, but far enough away that it couldn’t charge high rates.

Not even my first job, but an internship at a small but respected industry magazine owned by Conde Nast (I think they owned much more in the early 2000s than they do now).

Oh, mine is a simple tale as old as time. At my first job, I found I was able to do a pretty spot-on impression of the general manager. Many a time, I regaled co-workers with my act, which included his gait and mannerisms. You know where this is headed, right? Yep. One afternoon, I was entertaining the troops when…

Literally the first thing I saw her in, the Doctor Who episode “Blink” (the first Weeping Angels one), a character keeps telling her she’s hot.

I too worked at Subway, in the 80's so this may have changed. We dumped a large can of name brand tuna into a steel bowl and mixed it up with mayonnaise, no other ingredients.