My father had an auto repair business and I remember "helping" him since I was little.
But at sixteen that job paid so bad that I had to go find a realer one.
I found a position selling Lady's shoes. I would take off their shoes, put the new ones on, compliment them on their great taste and listen to anything they wanted to talk about.
I thought it was a great job, women were nice, the place was air conditioned, and I got to wear a tie!
How bout your first ever real job?
Did you like it?
Are you still doing it???!!