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Originally Posted by swimdawg
Turned 16...took a bus ride to the nearest hospital to apply for nurse's aide job. That was over 50 years ago before Personnel & H.R. Depts. The Administrator, a nun, interviewed me & asked if I had any health problems. I said, "No...but I had braces removed last week". I forgot to tell her they were on my TEETH. She looked at my LEGS and said, "Poor dear". The next day, she called and I was hired! I worked at that job all through high school and college.
As a post script, the First Chief of Staff of that hospital, a respected physician, encouraged me to go into the medical field....which I did. His very grandson will be delivering a new vehicle to me from New Orleans to my house in St. James...two weeks from today!!!
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That's funny about the braces, Swimdawg. And very cool how the story turned out.
No allowance or money for good grades for me either. Good grades and choirs were expected. My Dad had ladies clothing stores. When I was around 4 or 5, I learned to make bows for Christmas gifts with a hand crank machine and later to wrap presents. While I was still in grade school I posted sales tickets, checked in merchandise, made change and use the cash register. I also was a sales girl. The customers thought it was adorable having an eight-year-old show them to their size, take them to the dressing rooms, etc. Looking back, it probably helped sales.
Back then, of course, we counted out change from the amount given to the amount due. Now cash registered figure it and I wonder if young people still knows how to do it?
When I was in high school, long before computers, my Dad bought his third store. I figured out a system to consolidate posting sales tickets from all the stores. That way, you could see on one page which store needed more of a certain garment or size and which store might be able to send it to another one.
During summers, I went with Dad to buy merchandise in the New York Garment District. Although he had membership privileges at the wholesale Atlanta Merchandise Mart, he never bought merchandise for the stores there because he didn't want his stores to have what all the other stores had.
I learned a strong work ethic; values of honesty and integrity; and much about business from my Dad and Mom-- two people as kind, smart and generous as any I have ever known.
GG, thanks for this thread and reminding me again how fortunate I am.