Blog Every Day In May: First Job

Today on BEDM we are writing about our first job.  I’m going to write about two – my first part-time job as a teen, and my first ‘career’ job, as a teacher.

My first paid job as a teenager was working in a greengrocers in my hometown.  For the princely sum of £2.15 an hour I arranged displays, sorted produce, greeted and served customers and got *amazing* arm muscles lifting sacks of potatoes (seriously, better than kettlebells).  I did it throughout my summer break and really enjoyed it.  There’s something so cool about your very own pay packet – that weekly brown envelope was such a fun event.  £30!  Or £40!  Or £50!  Mine, all mine.  What to do?  Go to the movies, buy a present for a friend, catch the bus through to the *big* library?  (Seriously, I am a dyed in the wool nerd :)).  At the end of the summer I went back to school but I had such a fun summer working at the shop.

From there I had a variety of part-time (and often full-time during the vacations) jobs – babysitter, receptionist, daycare worker, waitress, barmaid, hotel monkey, day nanny, shopgirl, special needs carer.  Each and every one had good elements and parts I enjoyed less, but they taught me so much about work and life and just being decent.  Plus, they helped me to pay to live alongside the student loan while I was studying for my degree, so yay for work!

After uni I worked as a boarding assistant at a school before heading off to do my PGCE.  After qualifying, I got my first job, as a Year 3 tutor and KS2 teacher at a private school in Northamptonshire.  I had four very happy years there before London called me and I moved to my current job.  I’m now heading towards the close of my eighth year of teaching, and I’m one of those lucky/blessed/infuriating people who adores her job.  I truly have a vocation for what I do, and find my job intellectually stimulating, emotionally satisfying and  just tremendous fun.  I love my job 90%-95% of the time, and even when it’s stressful or challenging, it’s still worth it – I think if you can say that, you’re doing the right thing.  I also think I’m very lucky because the holiday time gives me ample to to study up (another passion) and write (which I adore).

Looking forward to reading about everyone else’s first jobs!


  1. Lisa-Marie
    8th May 2013 / 6:19 pm

    Your first job sounds so much more fun than mine! I remember getting my pay in an envelope. It's quite sad that doesn't happen anymore.

    • Claire
      9th May 2013 / 10:54 am

      It is, isn't it? I loved receiving that little bundle.

  2. Christielli
    8th May 2013 / 10:53 pm

    Ugh, I had forced torture last night with kettlebells. Maybe I'm glad it wasn't sacks of potatoes?!?You've had way more jobs that I have… I've only worked for 5 different places in my life. 🙂

    • Claire
      9th May 2013 / 10:55 am

      I am so jealous of the kettlebells (in a strange way!) – I cannot wait till my gym opens next month.

  3. Miss Ash
    9th May 2013 / 2:37 am

    I was just going to say, I've only worked at 4 different places, you've had sooo many different jobs!

    • Claire
      9th May 2013 / 10:56 am

      It's fun – each and every one taught me something useful 🙂

  4. Riot Kitty
    9th May 2013 / 3:07 am

    My first paid one was – well, you won't believe it. I didn't last long. I am not making this up. I had to call guys who had penile implant surgery and ask how it was working out. (I swear this is true!!) I only lasted two weeks and then I went to work filing in a dentist's office. First real job – reporter. Currently love my work 90-95% of the time like you, and even on the difficult days I find good in it. That is lucky indeed.

    • Claire
      9th May 2013 / 10:57 am

      Here's to that! And as for your first job? Hilarious! You always have the best stories 🙂 Speaking of stories, I have almost finished your book and will review soon – am struggling with a cold just now, but it's on the to-do list!

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