Who had afterschool jobs when they were kids?
 

I worked in a bakery store and Sweetie was a paper boy. Neither of us got allowances or prizes for good grades.

Not After School
 

When I was in high school, we had a program called DE (Distributive Education). I went to school half a day and worked half a day and all day Saturdays at a clothing store doing bookkeeping and cashiering. That was in the pre-computer era (sounds really old, huh?) when books were kept by hand. I can't imagine doing some of the things I did then now, like walking 3 city blocks to take the previous day's receipts to the bank in just a plain ole bank bag.:eek: Didn't think a thing of it back then.

We didn't get paid for our grades, either....we were just expected to keep them up. Or else!

I like Graciegirl's Sweetie was a paperboy.The daily paper cost seven cents.I loved getting those tips at Christmas.Usually a dollar from each customer and once in awhile a five.Hated Wednesdays because that was the day paper was much bigger and heavier because of the ads.Saturday was the thinnest paper so easy delivery day.Saturday morning was collection day and I would knock on doors to collect that 42 cents.People didn't pay by mail in those days.ah-MEMORIES

1) I had a paper route for a few years.

2) I worked at Mister Softee Ice CreamI(load, unload, wash the trucks).:coolsmiley:

3) My grandfather owned a pet shop, worked there on weekends.

4) Cut lawns and weeded gardens.

5) In the winter time I would go around the neighborhood and shove sidewaks and driveways.

I worked at the Strand Theatre on Duval street, Key West, Fl. as a cashier. Earned 85 cents an hour. I was also a lifeguard at Key West high. It was tough making a living on the island, but I liked the money in my purse. My parents didn't give me an allowance or pay me for chores, that was my duty and responsibility to the family.

When I left the Island to attend college, I had several jobs, I was on my own. My parents could not afford to help me. One summer I had three jobs, working in a pear factory, swim instructor and receptionist in a insurance office. I never knew what the word entitlement meant, I just did what I needed to do, I had a dream. 90% perspiration 10% inspiration.

I was the first college graduate in my family. I'm grateful for these experiences. Fast forward, I'm retired and moving to The Villages next month. I will be working hard at playing, I can hardly wait to be a Frogette.:a040:

Life is so cool.:coolsmiley:

I worked in a gas station, pumping gas, changing tires and washing cars when I was 12, at 14 worked on a dairy farm tossing hay bales from the fields to the barns and milking cows, and cleaning up you know what, through high school worked in a diner and a car dealership detailing cars. After high school worked as an electrician to pay my way through college.

Same here Gracie. My Dad owned a machine shop and an allowance meant I was allowed to come down to the shop and earn it. At 12 years I was sorting parts, and at 15 I was machining them on lathes and milling machines.

I worked at Woolworths in the pet department and they paid us cash in a tiny brown envelope. :laugh:

I didn't have a real job after school but I was required to work in my mothers and fathers business. They owned a luncheonette. My parents didn't give me an allowance or pay me for chores as that was my duty and responsibility to the family.

I started when I was eleven and when I was close to eighteen, I received two bucks for the week to go out on Friday night with my friends for thirty hours of work. I never expected anything so I never asked. I was never denied anything either as my parents were good providers. It instilled in me a strong work ethic.

A nickel for a cup of coffee, nickel and dime cokes and egg creams were 15 cents. It blows my mind that Dunkin charges $1.47 for a small container of coffee that one can make at home for pennies.

Can't wait to retire and enjoy the good life. :)

Bakery... all through high school. Lost my "sweet tooth" in those years at the bakery.

Oh WOW
 

First job before 16 was mowing grass in the neighborhood. Had many good customers that only let me do their lawns.

Second job was weekend bell-hop at the hotel we were staying while our new home was built. Dad was transferred from Jacksonville to Atlanta.

Third job was sacking groceries at a Big Apple and whatever they told me. I caught the store manager stealing from my register when I had my back turned. I was fired for whipping his fanny. Go figure !!! :boxing2:

Fourth Job was in management for A & P while I was in college. Great company and great people to work with.

Graduated college and started in my fulltime career... :a040:

Mowed lawns with the old type push mower. No gas or riding mower; just plain old push power. Those hilly lawns were a pain.

Same here. I worked in machine shop summers starting at 13. After school when I got my driving license using my old jalopy that I bought from working summers. Always bought my own clothes.

Got my working papers at 16. Then worked as a supermarket stock boy on weekday afternoons and Saturdays through high school.

My Mom volunteered me for my first paying job. I babysat for some second cousins for the summer when I was 12. My Mom negotiated my salary---offered me for less per hour because she didn't think babysitters should get good pay! It was a L-O-N-G summer!