My first job was at Woolworths in a Sydney Suburb.
After a few days they came and told us they had hired too many people for Christmas and had to get rid of a few.
I was fired as I did not hand a docket to a customer!
Can you imagine this happening in this day and age.
I was still at school and was devastated and too ashamed to go home. I can still remember walking on our street, and I couldn't stop crying.
What happened when you told your parents? I'm dying to hear the rest of it!
I actually grabbed my bike and went for a ride with a neighbour before my parents were home.
Went down this huge hill and fell off and p;eople near where I landed, phoned my father as I could not walk and he had to take me straight to the doctor, so i didnt tell them for a while -cant remember anything else! they did not go mad at me though.
I worked in a very small Chinese restaurant on weekends for a year.And in summer I would go cherry picking in the holidays which was extremely hard but enjoyable work!! A group of us would pile into a mini bus and go to the farm at 6 in the morning!!! We had so very much fun,and even engaged in the mpost hilarious cherry fights during our lunch break!!! Gosh!!! to think I got 80 cents for each full bucket of cherries picked!!! That would be illegal these days!!!! I also did babysitting sometimes for extra pocket money.
Ah yes!!! Do you know?,that cherry picking work was such a huge thing in my life,I can still recall it like it was yesterday!!! Every summer when the short cherry season means I can enjoy these delicious little morsels, it's like I am taken straight back to the cherry farm again,having the time of my life!!! To think that it was 40 years ago,is a real shock to the system!!! I do not feel that 4 decades have really passed !!
Was the cherry farm in Vic, Jules or NSW? My husband grew up in Young which I think at the time was known as the cherry capital of Australia, (or was it only NSW?) Now apparently, Vic is pretty big in the cherry picking business.
I went to boarding school, during me high school years, so I wasn't able to go to work. As soon as I left school, I found a job. I worked for. Worked for 9 years, then started our family..Never had to return too work. I reason why was because 'I' would have been losing so much tax from our pay, & the other reason was because women had to wear boring looking cloths to work!
In answer to your question to me about the glorious cherries, Miro.... I would pick them at Red Hill on the Mornington Peninsula in Victoria! As for you comment in your own reply about the clothes which women could wear to work, I am laughing so much!!! I became a signwriter so I wore comfy clothes of my own choice, and even warm ugg boots in winter down there! I was always paint-spattered and generally was thought to just be a slightly eccentric artist!!! Hee hee hee!!! I do know what you mean though about some of the ghastly uniforms which have been worn by women in the past!! How wonderful that things have changed to some degree nowadays!! I have always been very partial to rather bright, and very cheerful clothes!
During 'MY' high school years, not 'me' high school years! You'll also notice another big mistake in my reply, so I won't bother writing it out again here! I forgot to re-read over my reply before posting it! Ummm.