What was your first job? The first thing you ever got paid for when you were a teenager? You probably haven't thought about it in a long time so take a moment and think back to the first time someone paid you for doing something. Cutting grass, flipping burgers, babysitting, or the like?
The truth is we all had a first job at some point in our lives and that first job is a critical piece to what makes us tick. How? The lessons learned, experiences gained, and ability to apply what on the surface seem like unrelated experiences is unmistakeably telling about someone as you evaluate them for a job, promotion, vote, award, etc.
One of my long time favorite intervew questions is to ask this. It takes the interview beyond a resume and business environment (in my case) and puts it into an unexpected place for the person being interviewed. I am no longer asking about the amazing accomplishments they are representing, I am now asking about something from their youth that they were unprepared to discuss and probably hadn't thought about for a very, very long time. Thus, you get to the real person.
I have heard stories about everything from fast food and lifeguarding to detasseling corn and working in a funeral home.
The answer of what is not as important as the second part of the question – what did you learn from that experience that you apply every day today?
I have seen people completely freeze on this question which shows a lack of critical thinking and creativity. I have heard some arrogant and unfortunate things like how stupid co-workers were or how demeaning the work was as well.
The ones I like the most hit on work ethic, accountability, and learning. Those are the people I want on my side.
My first job? I did some grass cutting in the neighborhood but what sticks out is the time working for Leggett & Platt in their Georgia operations. My Dad led a business unit and my brother and I worked summers doing a variety of odd jobs around a textile mill and operations (also one Christmas break when I needed new tires for my car). I worked with some amazing, hard working, and genuinely decent people. Some were brilliant and others couldn't read but were brilliant in their ability to fix just about anything.
Unlike many of my peers at this stage of my life, I have worked on a shipping dock, driven a fork lift, cleaned up untold amounts of garbage, textile debris, hydraulic oil and other identified things. This doesn't make be better than anyone, just different. I understand distribution because I have gotten dirty doing it – not just writing it on a Powerpoint slide or saying it.
The pictures here are of me when I was 18 or 19 and had responsibility for making deliveries of industrial wiping products – rags. Big and durable ones. The kind that are used to clean wheel axles or drill bits or just about anything else. I delivered 25 and 50 pound boxes just about everywhere. I got lost a lot and had my fair share of harrowing experiences jockeying for a slot at a receiving dock with trucks much, much larger than me. This was a major step up in responsibility and type of work after many summers in the shop and on the floor…and when there were no deliveries to be made I was right back there. As you can imagine, I was always working hard to make sure there were deliveries…

What was your first job and what did you learn that you apply everday? Share it with me and I'll post it here.