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All those jobs I couldn’t cope with
My wife and I were talking the other day about our patchwork employment histories. I'm lucky I wound up, eventually, with a job I loved. I sure had a lot of jobs I didn't love. The first “job” I ever had was selling programmes at Newcastle Rugby League matches. I think I was still in primary school, and I got the job because a classmate’s father produced the programmes and maybe had something to do with the league competition. The idea was to earn some pocket money, since my official family pocket money had been indefinitely…