polly13

As a teen-ager I telephone sat for the local dr.---before answering machines, of course. I also sat at the funeral home with the deceased in case family wished to come and was on telephone call. Also did lots of babysitting before I was old enough to get a real job.

alaskasunshine

I had lots and lots of babysitting jobs. I loved to babysit. I babysat the sweetest little boy named Tommy C. He was an only child that was such a sweet kid. His mom paid me .75 an hour. The neighbor behind them paid me .50 for 4 kids that were not so sweet. I also babysat for a teacher friend that 40 years later we are little & big sisters to each other. Her name is Jan. I also had worked at a farm for the Perry family in Warm Springs. I rode my bicycle miles to get to and from work. I worked in a tomatoe shed. Vonnie(she was so sweet to work for) told me we could have all the tomatoes we could carry home. I wore a yellow fabric back pack and filled it full every time I worked there. She said one day I would be sick of tomatoes. Not true I still love them. I miss those days of long bike rides to work.

This is a great thread and a lot of warm memories revisited. Thanks for starting this one :-D

jbj137

Work in the Peach Sheds we
use to have in the South.
J J

llcathey

My first Job (beside babysitting,which I think almost everyone has done, was working in a bookstore, we had to actually count the money back and use the slider on charge slips, the good ole days

Keaghank

Working for my dad just filing client's paperwork. It was good, office setting, $$$... but papercuts!

Jennifer22206

I started working for my father on his lobster boat when I was around 10 or 12. Took me a while to convince him that a girl could do hard work on a boat. It was so much fun, but tons of hard work. Bonus on growing up around water, I've got my captain's license and can legally captain a charter party boat. I don't do that but I could.

Kimkankwilt

Aside from babysitting, my first real job was airbrush painting candles. We did a lot for Knott's Berry Farm, Disney, etc. It was really a fun job cause lots of teens worked there, but the owners were kinda shady people...I think they ended up in jail for manufacturing drugs. From there, moved on to "data entry" and have had several of those types of jobs before going to work with my DH...been here 20 years.

madamekelly

I remember fondly my first job. I was looking for a way to pay my rent, and literally walking door to door asking for work. One guy who owned a tavern decided to give me a chance. I had worked there for two weeks, one day, in frustration, (with my ignorance) my supervisor asked me " How old ARE you?". When I answered 16, she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the owners office. When she announced my age, the owner turned 'white as a sheet'. He quietly handed my pay, in cash, and escorted me to the parking lot. He told me never to put him on an application in the future, that is when he explained to me that I had to be 21 in our state to work in a bar! I had no idea I could cost him his license for doing my job! Ignorance is never bliss! He admired my work ethic though, and helped my get a job down the street with his friend who owned a restaurant. We were friends the rest of his life. I still miss him.

Janetlmt

Thank you for sharing your memories with us.
My first job was painting the eyes, collars and noses on cast iron bulldogs. I was 15 at the time. I worked saturdays during school..in the summer I worked full time. One day I came in and there were 500 tiny little cast iron frogs. I never want to see another frog again. I loved that job. I made 1.90 an hour, that was in 1972. Pretty good money for a teenager.

Marilynsue

Sorry, but I can't resist this one.....BUT---if you were still willing to start at $.50 per hour, I'm sure you could earn a 50% increase in just a few months. ♥♥♥