WHY I'M SURPRISED MY OLD WORKPLACE WASN'T SHUT DOWN BY THE AUTHORITIES
My first job at 16 was at a Halloween themed amusement park in my town and my time there was like the subject of a sitcom, except that I cried every time I came home. It always makes for a good story though!!
- •No staff training in kitchens, operating rides, handling moneyUnless you count a handbook that we were given on our first day
- •I worked my first shift in a snack shop with a lovely Polish lady who spoke no EnglishWe just mimed things to each other and did a lot of polite smiling and laughing
- •Cashing up our tills at the end of the day consisted of pouring the entire contents of it into a sealed wallet without counting or recording it, which an "accountant" then came and collected
- •When I was working in the gift shop one day I realised there wasn't a price list. When I told my manager they told me to "guesstimate"I sold the same mug for about 10 different prices that night
- •I worked the 5- half 11pm shift and wasn't allowed a break because it was always "too busy"I had to get people to cover for me so I could go to the loo
- •If you were really desperate for a break you had to radio your supervisor (known as 'spooky supervisor') and tell them on the radio systemSo everyone working there knew if you were needing a wee 👍
- •The boys were put on car park and haunted house duty, whilst girls were put in the cafe and shops because they were more "suitable" rolesSorry I forgot my tiny woman hands are too small to do anything but make sandwiches!!
- •Every time I collected my cheque it was written to a "Mr Alex"And each time I had to go to my manager so they could change it to Miss
- •Whilst working on the go karts (manning 3 tracks by myself) a kid broke his wrist and was given free tickets as consolationNot really worth breaking a bone over
- •All that for £3.79 an hour 😅Ah the joys of the under 18 minimum wage