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I was a babysitter. I looked after two kids (boy was 8 and the girl was 5) for a mother (a friend of the family) while she went to work. Something good came about this becasue the mother lived in an apartment complex and when another couple heard about this, the asked me to babysit their child which was around the same age as the boy. It didn't pay alot back then but I was ambitious.
Other than a paper route, my first job was working at Chick-Fil-A. I hated it, and by the time I quit I hated the sandwiches, too. The owner's first name was Norris. He liked two of the teenagers who worked there; he was ticked off at the rest of us all the time.
We used to sing (not actually to his face):We're so sorry, Uncle Norris
Oh, we didn't mean to cause you any painWe used to set the clock ahead ten minutes so we could close a little early, then set it back before we left.
When we were bored, we used to deep-fry quarters, flick them out in the mall, and watch passersby try to pick them up.
We made $2.05 an hour. You get what you pay for.
Lanscaping with my uncle. I was 8 and did that off and on until I entered college. He paid me when he felt like it and the type of work I did breaks every OSHA code imaginable. In fact, I got a hernia over it.
I held other jobs like Taco Bell, Del Taco, waiter at Sizzler, Designing Toilets, blah blah blah....
Really? How old were you at the time?