My first job was working for my uncle at his plant nursery with a side job working for his landscaping business. Both jobs sucked and the pay was pretty atrocious (100/week for 63 hours per week; Sunday - Saturday, 8am - 5pm). I was 14 and it was a short summer job while my family moved from Oregon back to California following my mom's death. His excuse for the low pay was that the rest went towards room and board. My excuse is that he was a douchebag.

My second job was for an environmental waste disposal company. I was in charge of receiving, sorting, and filing order forms in the appropriate place. It was a placeholder until my next job and only lasted a few months. The pay was fine for a part-time job and the people were nice enough.

My third, and most recent job, was a paper pushing monkey in the military. It sucked and I hated it which is why I'm no longer in the military.

Now I'm a lazy bum and student. I also do a small amount of construction, woodworking/metalsmithing, and 'coding' work when necessary but that isn't really a job despite it being paid work.