my very first job (ignoring the paper route when i was 10) was as a pizza hut kitchenhand. i was 14 and 9 months years old. on my first night, i was working a machine that said "you must be over 16 to operate this machine". i asked them about it and they were "ah dont worry about it!" it was a crazy place full of crazy arabs. there were a lot of PLO supporters there, they all had bomber jackets with the PLO logo and there name embroidered on the front with "peace in the middle east" on the back. one of the drivers used a stolen car to make his delivieries one night, the cops rocked up and everything, haha! crazy guys but awesome fun.
it was the pizza takeaway at thornleigh, on the pacific highway (i think).