Morning paper route at age 13, got up and folded papers at 3:30 am and 1-1/2 hours delivering on my bicycle before school and then "collecting" on Sundays. People ducking me pretending they weren't home or telling me they "don't have change right now" while I was trying to collect my lousy 50 cents (25 cents if you didn' get the Sunday paper).

My first foray into finding out the retail public can be @holes...
Mowed lawns, raked grass on Saturdays when the 'ole man didn't have me doing chores around the house. We kids swapped washing/drying dishes after dinner (nobody had dishwashers back then)...

My step dad had a janitorial service. I would work from 5pm to 4am when the business were closed, i did this during the summer and on weekends. I buffed and waxed floors and cleaned the offices. I didn't get paid because he would have to pay an adult $4.00 an hour when he could get me for free. I did that from 9-15 years old. I got a job at a lamp company making $1.65 an hour. A year later i got a raise to $2.00 and hour. I had a 55 Chevy Convertible at 15 years old. It cost me $300. I worked at that lamp company until i got drafted.

I could be wrong but in 1976 the minimum wage in Mass. was something like $3.15. I made $9 moving furniture.

No one was happier to witness the invention of electricity more than you. New job !! :hurray:

I'm just happy that am able to walk into the store and buy whatever I want.

Thank you Dollar Tree.

We only had one gut who tried to stiff us on our moving gig. As I recall he was a prof. at Harvard U. The job was a PITA because we had to negotiate a tiny elevator, and it was very slow. The job took a lot longer than we had guestimated, so he tried to "negotiate". Craig told him no, an argument ensued, so I just started moving furniture back into the elevator. I told him that the stuff was going to the dump unless he paid us in full, which he did.

You should be happy they let you walk in any store, just sayin.

I dress like you and get free shit all the time. The pity play is strong. :lol:

Yadkin gettin' all badass and shit. Hell yes!:seasix:

Not so much. A 40 year old desk jockey vs. a 17 and 18 year old who move furniture for a living. Even a Harvard Prof could figure out that the odds were not in his favor.

Speaking of moving stuff to the dump, is your spa sold yet? :waiting:

That's bullshit expecting a little kid to collect money from deadbeat subscribers. :toetap:

By the time I got into the biz the billing and collections were handled by the News Agency; all I had to do was deliver the papers. If a customer didn't pay I'd get a "Stop" slip along with the papers and I'd know to delete that household from my delivery route. :D

Those machines that would automatically tie a string around a rolled-up newspaper were pretty impressive to a middle school kid. :lol:

Picked up hay bales for $8/day (10 hour days), pulled stumps, mowed lawns, carried morning papers. After i got my driver’s license, i gravitated toward jobs using my intellect - rode on the back of asphalt spreader, carried roofing shingles up a ladder, mastered a shovel as a laborer. Made getting an education a no-brainer.

Nope. I'm about to implement Plan B.

Newspaper delivery where I live is a joke. They drive by and chuck papers out he car window.

Whats that?

• shine it up real nice as if it's working
• place in area well viewed
• hope it gets stolen?

If so; great plan, only hurdle is where to place it for viewing and theft. :Jeff '79:

I haven't decided on Plan B yet. It will involve flipping it on its side and rolling it onto another part of the deck, waiting for my new one to be delivered, since my contract includes disposal of the old one. I have plans to rebuild that section of the deck, depressing the new spa slightly.

Not sure if I should "part it out". The control board is only a few years old.

You must be good at writing resumes.