My first job was working in a Blueprint Shop that was located on the first floor of the building my dad worked in.
I was eighteen.
I helped sell drafting materials as well as making blackline and blueline and sepia prints of project drafts for new buildings. Big copies. My boss had a break room with a refrigerator stocked with lunchmeat and cold sodas for lunch. He could be a bear, but was always kind and respectful to me. I worked with a young "lothario" wanna-be
and a chatty, friendly elderly lady. A good experience for me.