Not surprisingly, given SDM's inspiration for this prompt, this question is actually quite insensitive. In my first real, paying job, I worked for a company that sold and maintained air conditioners. I don't want to think about this right now, because we don't have one. We don't have one in our house; we don't even have one in our car.
This is not generally a problem. We are, after all, hard core. But Tuesday was 36C (97F). Wednesday was 43C (109F). The forecast for Thursday is 43C (109F). The forecast for Friday is 43C (109F). Saturday, however, is predicted to be a little chilly, with a maximum of only 35C (95F), so the week looks set to end a little anticlimactically temperature-wise. Nevertheless, I don't want to think about air conditioning. It's just too, too painful (sniff...sob...), so here's the CliffsNotes version of 'My First Job'.
- I did a little office work, but mostly I just called customers and said, 'Legionnaires' disease' a lot to scare them into having their unit serviced.
- One night the CEO really, really needed me to stay back late and do a stock take with him in the warehouse.
- It was such a successful stock take, he felt we should hug.
- In fact, he was so overwhelmed with joy at that wonderful stock take, that he felt we should hug again.
- Then he closed his eyes and tried to kiss me with his big, ugly fleshy lips.
- I was all, 'WTF? Hugging over a particularly good stock take seems perfectly normal to me, but let's not go too far.'
- He started yabbering on about life and how things sometimes happen in life and it's just a thing and, hey, things can be great, can't they? Have you met my wife and kids?
- Then he leaned 'casually' on this huge executive type desk and the top flipped right over and he's all, 'Hey, look at that...a thing...right there. Case in point. Really must get that thing looked at...Where was I?'
- Then I quit and he drove me home and paid me lots and lots of money and sent me a reference that may have said something about me practically running the company.
- But note to dim-witted adolescent self: Seriously, why the hell would the CEO be doing a stock take? Oh, and just for future reference, stock takes are rarely so exciting as to warrant hugging.