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I remember typing pools...

Steve Bridger

I remember my first day at work. The summer of 1981. County Hall. The smell of polished corridors and trolleys laden three-feet high with leaver arch files and buff folders. I opened a door and there it was: The Typing Pool. Page 3 of The Sun were always plastered on the walls of the printing unit whenever I was asked to make errands. We still had a few discussion threads on that topic in the early days here - in 2004!


And I've seen Made in Dagenham, the movie!


I only mention this as the CIPD published a report called Work Audit today, a fascinating look at how the world of work has changed
in Britain since 1952.


I thought we could share our own compelling vignettes of social history comparing changes in the way we work.


What do you reckon?


Steve

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  • Loving this thread!


    My first job was at about 13 years old collecting potatoes in a field on my hands and knees in a neighbouring farm.  It changed a couple of years later to being on a machine, a lot less people!


    I started "proper"work in 1998, doing basic admin and discovering emails with amazement.  I used to think in those days that each email you sent was at a cost like sending a letter :)


    So much has changed even since then...I hear all the stories from "the good old days" in various factories I worked at...How I wish I'd been there for some of it!

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  • Loving this thread!


    My first job was at about 13 years old collecting potatoes in a field on my hands and knees in a neighbouring farm.  It changed a couple of years later to being on a machine, a lot less people!


    I started "proper"work in 1998, doing basic admin and discovering emails with amazement.  I used to think in those days that each email you sent was at a cost like sending a letter :)


    So much has changed even since then...I hear all the stories from "the good old days" in various factories I worked at...How I wish I'd been there for some of it!

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