My first real job was working at the local library my senior year of high school; I volunteered there a few times during the summer prior and got a part-time job offer pretty quick. It was a great job--I liked the small group of coworkers, it was super easy, and I was good at sitting behind a computer and checking books in and out! I spent a lot of time talking to rubah on the computer while I was at that job. I worked there for a year before I went off to college.

About six months later, the boss of the library was busted for having embezzled tens of thousands of dollars, if not more. He was the nicest guy, so it was a total shock. To this day I'm not sure how much he was stealing, versus how much he was just fuzzing the numbers on the books. He'd regularly use library money to buy us lunch, and stuff like that, and I'm guessing he borrowed here and there and then whoops, he'd stolen a troutload of money from the government.