Like Rob, I immediately thought of Sister Josephine when Senofou speculated what sort of nun she'd make!
My first ever holiday job was washing up in a hotel kitchen: no dishwasher, just me with sleeves up to the elbows. For that I got £5 per week + my keep - staying in a very old cottage down the road from the hotel. But after 5 weeks, I had enough saved to pay my train fare to Switzerland and back, to stay with my French penfriend and her family in the mountains S of Sion: wonderful holiday, so worth all the peeling hands and sore feet!