cvillehog wrote:What was your first job, and what did it pay?
Here's mine:
Wendy's $4.35/hour (a full TEN CENTS above the minimum wage!)
Unofficially: I worked for my grandmother's catering company as a waiter and go-fer. Paid pretty good as I got paid in cash and got free gourmet food.
Officially: I worked at a gas station as a cashier for like 8 something an hour. It was pretty good but now I shudder to think how stupid I was, working alone and could have gotten robbed at anytime.
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I delivered papers in Solon, Ohio, a job that required me, at only 13 years old, to get up at 5:00 in the f-ing morning in Northeast Ohio. For those of you who don't know, it is verrrrrrrrrrrrrry cold at that time, regardless of the month as Cleveland esentially has one season which goes:
WINsummerTER
School would be cancelled because the wind chill factor made it insane for any rational child to go outside yet my parents would force me to go do my job, a lesson I appreciate to this day.
I worked during the spring of 2002 and late summer of 2003 with my uncle. I helped him build his pond in his backyard and then I helped him build his in-laws' deck.
Good pay and it was pretty fun despite the physical labor.
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Fios wrote:I delivered papers in Solon, Ohio, a job that required me, at only 13 years old, to get up at 5:00 in the f-ing morning in Northeast Ohio. For those of you who don't know, it is verrrrrrrrrrrrrry cold at that time, regardless of the month as Cleveland esentially has one season which goes: WINsummerTER School would be cancelled because the wind chill factor made it insane for any rational child to go outside yet my parents would force me to go do my job, a lesson I appreciate to this day.
OH, man - I forgot about the newspaper thing... I delivered papers too in elementary school for The Herndon Observer in VA... I think that's what it was called. I was big into BMXing so it was more an excuse to jump curbs and race around.
So, DieselFan - Mt. Trashmore was huge to me back in the day. It was more skating back then (80s) but it slowly evolved into both BMXing/Skating. We'd go down there to catch all the pro's.
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I shelved books at the Prince George's County Regional Library, near Queens Chapel Road and Prince George's Plaza. Made $1.00, an hour, minimum wage in 1964.
In June of 1966, after graduating high school, I "job-hopped" to the Maryland National Capital Park and Planning Commission for $1.50 / hour. We helped build a park down the newly-built Beltway near Ft Washington. Maybe in Clinton? "Build" is not accurate: we were really a bunch of teen-agers with various axe-like implements tearing the woods to pieces. We competed to see who could chop out a small tree with one whack at the root.
One of the Planning Commission architects said we were just a bunch of vandals on a rampage. Then they made us drag stones out of what was going to become a baseball diamond. Weather all summer was humid, above 90 degrees.
Redskins1974 wrote:So, DieselFan - Mt. Trashmore was huge to me back in the day. It was more skating back then (80s) but it slowly evolved into both BMXing/Skating. We'd go down there to catch all the pro's.
Ya, the skating thing was huge. Trashmore was a bit legendary for the bringing some of the early pioneers of skating, like Tony Hawk and Lance Mountain. By the time I got there, it was a bit run down...but pros would stop by occassionally to take a run or two on the legendary "old school" vert ramp (I learned my skate lingo there) and they were incredible...if you've ever stood at the top of a vert ramp, you know it takes some major macademia's to even drop in on one of them, let alone be doing crazy tricks on it.
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welch wrote: We helped build a park down the newly-built Beltway near Ft Washington. Maybe in Clinton? "Build" is not accurate: we were really a bunch of teen-agers with various axe-like implements tearing the woods to pieces.
Welch: my son played at that park (Clinton Regional Park) a few times with his high school and traveling teams and it's a beautiful facility...you "animals" did good!!!
Welch: my son played at that park (Clinton Regional Park) a few times with his high school and traveling teams and it's a beautiful facility...you "animals" did good!!!
I'm amazed. I always wondered how the park turned out...delighted, in fact, that people enjoy it.
