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What was your first job?
When I was 15, I started working with a construction company carrying bricks and helping all the guys there. I lasted just one summer. It was hard work, but it’s a great workout and I treated it that way. I didn’t need any workouts after that.
I had to clean engine parts for semi-trucks. My hands were in Varsol (solvent) all day scrubbing oil, sludge and filth off of old engine parts. I was 15. I didn’t last that long. Maybe a couple weeks, until I burned the first couple layers of skin off my hands from being in those chemicals all day.
It was delivering the Le Journal de Montreal back home. I was 12 years old, and I had to go every morning delivering 120 newspapers. It was around 4:30 to 5 in the morning before I went to school. It was all year long. They only didn’t deliver newspapers on four days
the 25th and 26th of December and January 1st and 2nd. I loved it. It gave me money to buy some stuff.
When I was 14, I was a skate guard at a rink in Westminster during open-ice skates. I handed out rental skates to people, and I had to make sure when people fell they were okay. My mom worked at the rink too, so that’s how I got that job. I got free ice time, so that was cool.
When I was in Grade 9 or 10 I was a mover. I moved furniture for two summers in Barrie (Ontario) for the Rockbrune Moving Company. It was crazy hours. You’re there at 7 until you’re done, but it was good money then. Those summer days it got a little hot, but it was good.
The only thing I really did was work at hockey schools in Brampton (Southern Ontario) when I was 12 or 13. I worked with a guy named Joey Simon that I actually still work with. He ran March break camps and stuff like that, so I’d go out there and help him out. I’d help him push pucks around and help teach little kids what I knew at the time. It’s something I knew how to do, so it was fun.
I worked in a plant in Wisconsin in the shipping and handling department, so I drove forklifts. I was 16 years old.
One summer when I was 17 I was basically shoveling dirt. That was tough. I quit the job after two weeks because it was getting too hard with hockey practices. I got too tired and had no energy. My friend was telling me “You’re not getting any money then,” so I convinced him to work there too. He lasted two weeks.
I worked at a hockey pro shop shooting on goalies in New Jersey. I was probably 12 or 13. It was only for the summer, in the offseason. One of my coaches was a goalie coach and I basically went in and shot on goalies. I basically got paid to shoot pucks, so it was pretty fun.
When I was 15 or 16 I worked at a summer restaurant. I cooked French fries and fried fish in a Frialator machine. I would leave super greasy after an eight-hour shift. The restaurant was called The Baited Hook.
I was moving a library that was changing locations, all the books. I had to place all the books in the right order in boxes. I was probably 13 or 14. It was paid but not much. I didn’t enjoy it, but it was only a four-week job. It was during the summer between schools. It was good to get some money.
I was a newspaper delivery boy when I was around 11 years old. It was called the Beachcomber. I would strap on my roller skates and get around 500 papers. My dad would come home early from work and help me roll them. If he didn’t, then I’d have 500 papers to roll by myself. Then I’d go out. It would probably take me from 5- to 9 p.m. It was quite a shift. I probably did this for three or four months. It was every two weeks and it wasn’t too bad, but it was a battle. I enjoyed it because I was getting paid at that young of an age. The little that was coming in I was happy about.
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