Throwing newspapers into the hedges! :>)
Me too! Lots of good stuff came out of having a paper route. I started when I was in the 6th grade and did it until I went off to college! The last couple years I mostly had a younger kid do it for me as I was busy with other stuff. But I would still do the collections and keep the tips!
I was a groundsman for an apartment complex. Mow Lawns, pick up trash and clean out apartments of debris when tenants moved out in the middle of the night or were evicted for not paying the rent. Paint, shovel snow, and schmooze the girls who lived there. I was 15. Used to have to race to the bank to cash my paycheck before the manager got there to move the money out of the payroll account into another account for the weekend, and would then roll it back in on Monday morning.
Yeppers, paper boy extraordinaire was my first job also.
Sonic Drive In, Pueblo, CO
I worked on a dairy farm.
Six days a week, all summer, for a farmer who rarely ever wore his teeth.
Combine no teeth with his thick, machine gun fast speaking style and a thick Maine accent I rarely ever understood what he was saying.
I made 2.00 an hour the first year. 2.10 the next and all following years.
Every time I hear some twit twenty something girl going on about owning and operating a farm I wish I could ship her off to where I worked.
It was not fun.
Sales clerk in an upscale clothing store in 1956 - $.76 an hour. Monday and Thursday evenings from 5 to 9 p.m. and Saturday from 9 to 5:30. Not allowed to sit down and had to tell customers they looked wonderful in everything they tried on even though they didn’t.
First job: Newspaper route in 7th grade. Then Taco Bell in 10th grade.
Had a 200 paper daily news route when In was 8.
went to work plastering for my fathers company when I was 14 so I would have the money to build my 40 Ford coupe street racing car for the day I turned 16.