I pumped gas during the Oil Crisis in the ‘70s. Man, did I take some abuse. I was only 13.
Hauling hay is a tough job, but a lucrative one for a teenager. Worked on a well pump repair truck, painted houses, worked in grocery stores (had to clean the meat shop every night).
They pay for hauling hay? I think my uncle owes me big time.
I worked at a camp once that had its toilets back up during a big “event” weekend. We had to haul out the contents of the 10 stall barracks style toilets. One each for men and women.
I learned a couple of things that weekend: The first was that I was going to stay in school and NEVER do that again. The second was that women are much more disgusting than men in terms of hygeine. The last was to chew your food well.
Then, a close second was picking tobbacco. Only white kid amongst a group of 30 migrant workers from Alabama. I learned a lot that summer.