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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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  • I have thoroughly enjoyed reading these threads.


    Being much older than most of those posting, I started my first job in 1974 at the local brewery as an invoice clerk. 


    I started at 9am but had to be there at 8.45am (unpaid) to ensure that the seam of the paper bin in the Manager's office lined up exactly with the corner.  I also had to ensure that the rug, in front of the coal fire, was absolutely central.  Taking a ruler and measuring the same amount of rug either side of the fender.


    The paid working day ended at 5pm and at 5.01pm exactly we had to assembly in the Manager's office to recap the day.  We usually managed to leave the building at 5.15pm and my bus left at 5.10pm!  The next one didn't arrive for another 30 minutes hence my addiction to lemon & lime ice cream floats in the Wimpey Bar.


    Those were the days.

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  • I have thoroughly enjoyed reading these threads.


    Being much older than most of those posting, I started my first job in 1974 at the local brewery as an invoice clerk. 


    I started at 9am but had to be there at 8.45am (unpaid) to ensure that the seam of the paper bin in the Manager's office lined up exactly with the corner.  I also had to ensure that the rug, in front of the coal fire, was absolutely central.  Taking a ruler and measuring the same amount of rug either side of the fender.


    The paid working day ended at 5pm and at 5.01pm exactly we had to assembly in the Manager's office to recap the day.  We usually managed to leave the building at 5.15pm and my bus left at 5.10pm!  The next one didn't arrive for another 30 minutes hence my addiction to lemon & lime ice cream floats in the Wimpey Bar.


    Those were the days.

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