I Remember When......
Recalling Memories of My Childhood & Beyond
Recalling Memories of My Childhood & Beyond
Were you often asked as a child "What do you want to be when you grow up?
So what OCCUPATION did you follow in your working life?
When I started sHigh Schooll, my parents attended a parent's evening and came back asking if I had any idea of what I wanted to do when I grew up - I had no strong views, so said a Librarian as that's what came into my head, plus it was a way of getting my parents off my back!
My father was keen for me to go into a bank, as he thought that was a good job for a girl (it was the 1950's!), As I was hopeless at maths, I knew this would not be for me. I also knew I could never be a nurse, (a popular career choice at the time), as I had a great fear of anything to do with hospitals.
Becoming an Air Hostess was regarded as the glamour job of the day and I rather fancied the idea of travel - but realistically I knew, even at that age, I did not fit the image - being child who wore glasses and had straight hair in plaits and later a pony tail.
Later
on, going into the Civil Service was a career path suggested to me -
but no-one would actually tell me what would I be doing in the Civil
Service? Teaching was an obvious easy career option for a girl, and I
did toy with the idea - I liked young children and played the piano (an
asset in those days) but my aunt, an infant head, was not exactly
encouraging.
So what did I become? A Librarian - and yes I did conform a bit to the stereotyped image - the glasses did it!
So what did I become? A Librarian - and yes I did conform a bit to the stereotyped image - the glasses did it!
What was my working life really like?
My employment history could be summed up as "Fish Girl to Family Historian"
Fish Girl
- My first job the summer I left school was helping out at a
fishmonger's owned by a friend's father who was looking for some one to
fill in for staff on holiday. It was totally out of character for me,
but I stuck it out gutting some fish (for making herring rolls, I
think), washing down the slabs and I managed somehow to cope with the
cash side - maths was never my strong point and this was before the days
of electronic tills. At home we ate healthily from the left over
stocks of fish I took back to Mum.
Shop Girl for Cakes, Books & Tartan Trash
- For future summer and Christmas jobs, I opted for a less messy
side of retail life, ranging from a busy bakery counter (dreaded having
to make up the cardboard cake boxes in a hurry as I was all thumbs) to
selling what we called "tartan trash" to tourists on Princes Street in
Edinburgh - think garish red tasteless Stewart tartan souvenirs.
My favourite was a bookshop where I enjoyed tidying the shelves and making sure everything was in order from the Pan and Penguin paperbacks in their familiar white and orange covers to the Classics, bound in mock midnight blue leather. One Christmas I worked in a major stationery store that sold calculators and was clueless when facing questions such as "Why was this one more expensive and what did it do?"
I can't recollect receiving anything that could be called "training" - you were just expected to turn up on time, wear an often ugly uniform (my first evening was always spent taking up the hem), pick up procedures, work hard, have plenty of stamina to be on your feet all day, be respectful to superiors, especially if there was the dreaded visit from Head Office, get on with the job - and sink or swim. Life could be boring if there were not many customers around, but if the shop was busy, it became a good source of anecdotes when I met up with fellow students, as we exchanged horror stories of our holiday jobs.
As for my life as a Librarian - that ranged from a year in the USA as a trainee, voluntary work at my Daugherty's school and the local Citizen's Advice Bureau, helping visitors in tourist information centres, working in the Local Studies Dept. at Library HQ and finally being the Family History Researcher in the Scottish Borders Archive Centre.
In Hawick Tourist Information Centre, Scottish Borders, c.1978
Note - no computers then!
For more on my life as a Librarian see my A-Z entry for the letter L - HERE.
In Case You Missed
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In Case You Missed
B - for Babies, Books, Birthdays & Brownies
C - Clothes + Church, Chores, Christmas, Crafts & Cars
D - Dolls + Dogs & Desserts
E - Events + Eating Out & Easter
F - Food + Fads & Fashion and Freedom
G - Grandparents + Games
C - Clothes + Church, Chores, Christmas, Crafts & Cars
D - Dolls + Dogs & Desserts
E - Events + Eating Out & Easter
F - Food + Fads & Fashion and Freedom
G - Grandparents + Games
Jobs I had before being grown included babysitting for my small cousin one summer, working at my uncle's printing plant, working in a hospital pharmacy (when I decided I never wanted to work in a hospital), art editor for the student newspaper,and as a salesperson during the Christmas season at a big downtown department store. Oh, and at the University library doing filing and pasting pockets in books.
ReplyDeleteFinding Eliza
I can't imagine a better place to be than in a library.
ReplyDeleteI would have loved to be a librarian. I really had no idea what I wanted to do and just drifted in and out of jobs. Actually, I did know. I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom. I did that for 16 years... best job ever!
ReplyDeleteI've been considering becoming a library technician for a few years now, but I still don't know what I wanted to be. It's frustrating. I have high hopes I'll land on my feet eventually (until then my head is in the clouds).
ReplyDeleteI started to write about the occupation projects we had to do in junior high. The idea was to get us thinking about a career and what classes we would need to take in high school. I knew I was going to be a teacher, but as part of the project we had to send away for materials and describe education for the career, salary, benefits, etc. That was going to end up being a lot of stuff, so I did my project on careers that would result in getting less information to wade through. One year I did Stewardess (now known as Flight Attendant) and the next year I did fashion designer. Now that last one is a riot. Your fish job --ICK!
ReplyDeleteI can relate to the comment "good job for a girl". It sort-of put me off thinking about being a teacher, but reality set in. If I wanted to go to university, I needed a teaching studentship to pay for it!
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