Not counting babysitting, which I started doing when I was twelve (I even took a babysitting course and learned first aid), my first job was when I was 14. It was in a coffee and donut shop, I worked after school late into the evenings and brought my homework with me to do during the slow times (of which there were many -- the business did not do well, seeing as how it was in direct competition with Tim Hortons and Country Style, which both had better coffee, better donuts and better service). I had one person come in to use our bathroom and he left poo all over the walls, which I had to clean up; another time, a man came in towards the end of my shift (so, late at night) and tried to kill another man who had apparently murdered his brother or friend and had just been released from prison. I had to go to court as a witness in his trial. I wasn't sad when the business closed and I lost my job: minimum wage just isn't worth that kind of BS.