@Thumperchick I ended up as a network admin for a short time. Mostly just running cables and configuring servers, but I hated how the companies we worked under treated IT staff when we had to do on-site work.
I was lucky enough to have a car I could borrow at 16 and and my own by 17. I started as a line cook in a small town diner but less than 2 weeks in our head chef (glorified title for what we were serving) bounced and they just slid me into the role. I was only there about 3 months total but I learned a lot about how employment should and shouldn’t go from that place. Plus I learned to make a mean French Dip.
I had someone show up for a maternity session but only in lingerie… we had to tell them to cover up a bit because well… we aren’t that type of studio.
I had a group of over 20 people that were in for family photos and I had to make it work in a room built for less than 10.
I once did photos for a guy who was a contestant for some chef show (can’t remember which one.)
I had a set of twin 9-month-old babies that reminded me of the shining. Still traumatized by the synchronized crawling/laughing.
The amount of projectile baby fluids I have photographed against my will and 100% on accident is a decent portion of why I never want children.
I’m not sure how many times I left that job crying from stress and frustration…to make it worse I kept applying for other studios. Ended up in a total of 3 different ones.
@ExtraMedium@riskybryzness You folks need a copy of that book meh maybe hasn’t completely gotten rid of yet - “Awkward Family Photos”. Twice I got a copy. Sent the first one on in an exchange. You folks might need my second copy if I can find it. The photo of that family would fit right in there.
@ExtraMedium@Kidsandliz@riskybryzness@therealjrn I would agree… It’s generally awkward when you’re a dick on the internet then have to encounter the person in the real word. Probably better to just dial back the asshole in ones self
First offical job… worked at one of the first mega theaters in Dallas when it first opened… 9 whole screens and one of them was the largest in Texas at the time and the first theater in Dallas to be approved for THX sound… it was a big deal at the time
@Koolhandjoe@therealjrn Years ago we were leaving a theater via the “back” door, by the screen, and wound up on the loading dock. There was a very scummy looking 55 gallon drum sitting there that was labeled: “Butter flavored popcorn topping”.
I was never really a popcorn fan, but that ended it for me.
@blaineg@Kidsandliz@therealjrn
There are so many gross and horrific stories i could tell… but i will not because i dont want to ruin it for everyone… and it was the 90’s we all played it fast and loose back then
Mine was 16 working as a cashier at a “high end” grocery store. Most people were nice but some affluent people can be pretty demining for no apparent reason. Either way, I learned a lot and it helped me better understand what I wanted out of a job.
15 - worked at a convenience store a friend of my dad’s owned. got paid in cash. it wasn’t bad, except for the people that play the state lottery all these crazy ways. “give me 5, 8, 20, 22 and 23 straight boxed with a twist”
@carl669 If we’re counting the under-the-table gigs, I made $20 a week mowing the lawn of the church my grandmother attended. I think I started at 13 or 14 and it filled my summers and made me just enough to get into trouble.
@carl669
It’s so hard to find people that actually know how to run a lottery machine. I play all the fucked up ways and so many people have no idea how to enter the numbers that way. And it’s usually in the box or straight.
@ExtraMedium
Good for her! McDonalds, if the store is run well, will be a great first job. It will teach the basics of punctuality, dependability, perseverance and basic employee/employer interaction. It will also give (or hone) her some interpersonal relation skills with both the customers and the other employees.
A surprising number of McDonalds’ franchisees started there as entry level employees.
@ChadP McDonald’s, got to work counter. Watched videos for training, came back and parroted what I heard, and was only guy working counter. Used to try to calculate change in my head before hitting button on register. Long live the McDLT and the strawberry sundae!
Worked at Village Inn Pizza Parlor (VIPP) as abusboy/cook when I was 16 and old enough to drive myself to work. Worked on Fri and Sat nights from around 1900 to 0330. Place closed about 0200 so cleaned up all the spilled beer and crap the drunks (in the room where we had a band playing) got all over. Got paid a whopping $1.60/hr. Only worked on days that wouldn’t interfere with my schooling.
First unofficial. Baby sitting when was 13 and part time at the city library at 14.
At 16, I join the Distributive Education program at school and worked at Walmart. Then later another competitive discount store that’s no longer in business.
Shelving books at the library at 16 (well did yard work, snow shoveling, baby sitting, animal watching before that). I would get in trouble reading books on occasion rather than shelving - fiction, non-fiction… didn’t matter, Tons of interesting books in the library.
Sysadmin at a local mortgage company. Two independent networks with servers running Novell NetWare for different departments.
Remember 10base2 coax cables? No? Good.
In the main (386) server, the pair of full height Micropolis ESDI drives held over 660 megabytes total! And it had a QIC tape drive for backups!
The second (286) server used a Seagate 40mb MFM drive – which was actually overkill. Their weekly incremental backup fitted on a single high density 5¼" floppy (1.2mb).
Furr’s Cafeteria, when I was 15. I had to wear a white polyester zip-up uniform dress and a hairnet. Bussed tables and pushed around the coffee cart. One day this little old guy said “Miss? This coffee’s terrible.” I said “Oh?? 🥺”
He said “Terrible good!”
Hyuck hyuck - but it cracked me up
and I still get a snicker out of it.
Jr. high & high school working weekends and summers at my uncle’s tropical fish shop. Wound up taking a lot of my pay in kind, and the employee discount was wonderful! Had all sorts of weird and wonderful critters from piranha to lion fish, moray & ribbon eels, land hermit crabs, etc., etc.
I accidentally wound up with a side business selling the hermit crabs at high school. It was occasional wonderfully disruptive, like putting a “pretty shell” on a girl’s desk, and after a little while it sprouts a mess of hairy legs and claws.
My biology and finance teachers were impressed, the others less so.
Ice cream flinger at a Baskin Robbins. The owner was an asshole, the customers were fuckers, and I learned that ice cream smells bad when you’re around it all the time. Didn’t stay there long.
@cinoclav
wow… that’s a bummer. I was on the other end of that scale. Owned a Bresler’s and ate my weight in ice cream regularly (back when I could do that without blimping out). Used to take friends in for an after hours make-your-own ‘whatever’ after the mall would close… had a bunch of great (1st job) employees that hopefully learned a few things and didn’t think I was an asshat.
Owning and being a 15 year old thrown to the wolves are two very different positions
granted, but I still think most of my employees enjoyed their job and I was at the shop 60+ hrs a week at their side.
Glad you found your way back into the ice cream lovers fold…
@werehatrack
Back when that was still handled locally I assume!
I am enough of a Luddite that I still get a paper tossed in my yard most days (supposed to be EVERY day, but evidently that is harder to accomplish than I was led to believe). On those occasions when I don’t get delivered I can do the “call-to-bitch-to-the-circulation-desk” thing on-line. I miss the days when most customer support was done by someone in your area code.
@chienfou@werehatrack
Then there was the phase where the paper was chucked out of a non-descript van driven by creepy stoners in hoodies with the sliding door wide open begging to be tagged with “Free Candy” doing 25mph down the street.
/image van free candy
First source of income that wasn’t from my parents: babysitting
First source of income with a time card: working at my church nursery on sunday mornings
First source of income for a “company”: Walmart craft department (no, I’m not a terribly crafty person, though I have dabbled from time to time)
I was a paperboy starting about age 14. Didn’t need a work permit for that. Was actually pretty entrepreneurial. Aside from delivering on foot or bike (rain, shine, or snow), I had to pay for the papers, collect from my customers, and would actively market to grow the route. I had the biggest at about 70. Now it’s all adults delivering in cars with routes of hundreds. At the same time I mowed lawns (mostly my street and my paper customers). Bought my own mower, bought my own gas, even had business cards printed as one of my paper and lawn customers owned a print shop. I think it really taught me the respect of work and to appreciate the value of earning my keep.
@medz Very few websites warrant the brain cells needed, compared to those that demand complex, non-rememberable, and unique passwords among the literal hundreds of websites that want their own private identity for me.
I slung Hawaiian Shaved Ice in the summer starting when I was 13 or 14. The movie Cocktail had come out (or rather, on HBO) recently, so I started trying to do all kinds of flips and shit with the syrup bottles. What a sticky mess, and I probably mostly looked like an idiot until I got ok at it.
The thing that sticks with me: the syrups have 5 pounds of sugar per gallon.
First job: A/V helper (which meant overhead projectors, the 16mm movie projectors and screens, and the portable stereo sets) in grade school. Didn’t pay anything but it was interesting. I remembered how to do the projectors 20 years later when my Mom borrowed one from that school so we could watch home movies (same projectors and they still worked).
First outside job, cleanup and inventory at my Uncles’ repair shop; I was maybe 11-12. Pay was 50 cents per hour plus a good lunch.
First real job, working weekends at my family’s auto parts store and warehouse, paid hourly. I did that part time from before I had a car through college. Kept me in pizza, gas, and insurance money and ‘rent’ since I lived at home still.
11 or 12 I had a paper route, I guess I was a papergirl, for years probably till I was 13or 14 and then passed it on to my brother who passed it on to my other brother. But I also delivered in rain, snow, sleet, slush. The papers got dropped of at my house and I had to fold them and bag them. I walked with a wagon bc they were to heavy on a bike.
At 14 I got a job at a dry cleaners, 3 days a week. I walked there, it was just right outside my neighborhood. Looking back it was kind of crazy bc the owner would leave at 7-7:30 and leave me there till 9 by myself to lock up. Anyways I tagged stuff to be dry cleaned or pressed and rang up orders. Sometimes my friends would come in and we would play dress up in the people’s clothes. That job was also how I got to buy cigarettes on my own. The lady their got tired of buying them for me so she walked me over to the party store two stores over and told the owner to sell them to me at 13 and he did. Eventually they even started selling me beer before I turned 21 too. I think I worked there till I was 15 and then went across the street to Dammam hardware store and worked the service counter which was a lot different back then than what it is now. I was the main and usually only cashier, did returns, exchanges, made keys, had to know all the codes for bulk stuff sold out of the back, did the safe drops, closed all the registers and counted them down at the end of the night. I’ve had lots of jobs pretty much always have had one ever since I started my paper route at 11.
LAN assistant for my charter school.
AKA: I ran a ton of coax and CAT5, updated software, and did whatever else the admins wanted done.
@Thumperchick I ended up as a network admin for a short time. Mostly just running cables and configuring servers, but I hated how the companies we worked under treated IT staff when we had to do on-site work.
Oh, jeez - Truckstop restaurant line cook! From 16. The sights, the smells, the PEOPLE!
All had scarred me for life.
I was lucky enough to have a car I could borrow at 16 and and my own by 17. I started as a line cook in a small town diner but less than 2 weeks in our head chef (glorified title for what we were serving) bounced and they just slid me into the role. I was only there about 3 months total but I learned a lot about how employment should and shouldn’t go from that place. Plus I learned to make a mean French Dip.
Whataburger at 16.
True Texan here.
Fish department at a grocery store. I hated seafood BEFORE I got that job.
@Targaryen And how do you feel about seafood AFTER?
@ExtraMedium
@ExtraMedium @Targaryen
were you training for this:
Portrait studio. The things I’ve seen.
@riskybryzness I kinda wanna know the stories for that.
@riskybryzness
@ExtraMedium I wanna hang out with those folks…why are they so young? And what’s the deal with the castle?
I wish to subscribe to their newsletter.
I had someone show up for a maternity session but only in lingerie… we had to tell them to cover up a bit because well… we aren’t that type of studio.
I had a group of over 20 people that were in for family photos and I had to make it work in a room built for less than 10.
I once did photos for a guy who was a contestant for some chef show (can’t remember which one.)
I had a set of twin 9-month-old babies that reminded me of the shining. Still traumatized by the synchronized crawling/laughing.
The amount of projectile baby fluids I have photographed against my will and 100% on accident is a decent portion of why I never want children.
I’m not sure how many times I left that job crying from stress and frustration…to make it worse I kept applying for other studios. Ended up in a total of 3 different ones.
@riskybryzness
aw… Did you ever take pictures of twins?
@riskybryzness @therealjrn
so ii seems…
@ExtraMedium @riskybryzness You folks need a copy of that book meh maybe hasn’t completely gotten rid of yet - “Awkward Family Photos”. Twice I got a copy. Sent the first one on in an exchange. You folks might need my second copy if I can find it. The photo of that family would fit right in there.
@ExtraMedium @Kidsandliz @riskybryzness
Oh Jeeze…any encounter with you is going to be awkward.
@ExtraMedium @Kidsandliz @riskybryzness @therealjrn See “therealjrn” went to the Donald Trump school of charm.
@ExtraMedium @Kidsandliz @riskybryzness @therealjrn I would agree… It’s generally awkward when you’re a dick on the internet then have to encounter the person in the real word. Probably better to just dial back the asshole in ones self
My college’s student newspaper! It was pretty rad.
@SpoopySkeleton I worked on my high school’s newspaper.
@Targaryen heck yeah!
@SpoopySkeleton @Targaryen
A buddy and I had an underground paper (Beneath the Wheel) in HS (done on a mimeo machine no less…) but it was an unpaid gig…
First offical job… worked at one of the first mega theaters in Dallas when it first opened… 9 whole screens and one of them was the largest in Texas at the time and the first theater in Dallas to be approved for THX sound… it was a big deal at the time
@Koolhandjoe How was the popcorn?
@therealjrn 24 years have past and i still will not eat movie theater popcorn because of that place
@Koolhandjoe
Heh. Ha Ha
@Koolhandjoe @therealjrn Years ago we were leaving a theater via the “back” door, by the screen, and wound up on the loading dock. There was a very scummy looking 55 gallon drum sitting there that was labeled: “Butter flavored popcorn topping”.
I was never really a popcorn fan, but that ended it for me.
@blaineg @Koolhandjoe @therealjrn After reading that I am not sure I even want to google what is in fake butter put on theater popcorn.
@blaineg @Kidsandliz @therealjrn
There are so many gross and horrific stories i could tell… but i will not because i dont want to ruin it for everyone… and it was the 90’s we all played it fast and loose back then
@blaineg @Kidsandliz @Koolhandjoe @therealjrn
I can only imagine what fast and loose means. Makes me happy I don’t care for movie theater popcorn.
Mine was 16 working as a cashier at a “high end” grocery store. Most people were nice but some affluent people can be pretty demining for no apparent reason. Either way, I learned a lot and it helped me better understand what I wanted out of a job.
15 - worked at a convenience store a friend of my dad’s owned. got paid in cash. it wasn’t bad, except for the people that play the state lottery all these crazy ways. “give me 5, 8, 20, 22 and 23 straight boxed with a twist”
the fuck?
ETA: also, first non-beaker post.
@carl669 If we’re counting the under-the-table gigs, I made $20 a week mowing the lawn of the church my grandmother attended. I think I started at 13 or 14 and it filled my summers and made me just enough to get into trouble.
@carl669 @ExtraMedium
And here I thought I had it bad working at QuikTrip…
@carl669
It’s so hard to find people that actually know how to run a lottery machine. I play all the fucked up ways and so many people have no idea how to enter the numbers that way. And it’s usually in the box or straight.
14 - McDonald’s
As I look back, I still think that it was a really great job and maybe one of the most educational I ever had.
@ChadP
I HAVE HEARD THIS.
@ChadP @therealjrn
everyone should work in food service/retail at least for a while. It gives you a good perspective on what a job entails.
@ChadP @chienfou @therealjrn My kid just got their first job at McDonald’s today, which is what sparked the thread.
@ExtraMedium
Good for her! McDonalds, if the store is run well, will be a great first job. It will teach the basics of punctuality, dependability, perseverance and basic employee/employer interaction. It will also give (or hone) her some interpersonal relation skills with both the customers and the other employees.
A surprising number of McDonalds’ franchisees started there as entry level employees.
@ChadP McDonald’s, got to work counter. Watched videos for training, came back and parroted what I heard, and was only guy working counter. Used to try to calculate change in my head before hitting button on register. Long live the McDLT and the strawberry sundae!
@lehigh
/image McDLT
/youtube McDLT commercial
@lehigh @narfcake But…but…who wants the cheese to be cold? It should be on the burger and melted. This is an abomination.
@ChadP In high school a friend started working at McDonalds. He wound up owning a couple of them.
@ChadP I never forgave McDonalds for dropping the Quarter Pounder from the menu (the one without cheese); did a lot of special orders after that.
@lehigh @narfcake
$1.95 for a McDonalds burger, what is it now? $7.95 I don’t eat fast food so I don’t know.
Worked at Village Inn Pizza Parlor (VIPP) as abusboy/cook when I was 16 and old enough to drive myself to work. Worked on Fri and Sat nights from around 1900 to 0330. Place closed about 0200 so cleaned up all the spilled beer and crap the drunks (in the room where we had a band playing) got all over. Got paid a whopping $1.60/hr. Only worked on days that wouldn’t interfere with my schooling.
My first job? Hand.
@yakkoTDI
so…self employed??
@chienfou @yakkoTDI
:snicker:
@chienfou @yakkoTDI
You came just for that, didn’t you?
@yakkoTDI
I was waiting for something like that lol
/giphy paper boy
@cattylaq
/giphy two dollars
College food service. Food prep and snack bar
First unofficial. Baby sitting when was 13 and part time at the city library at 14.
At 16, I join the Distributive Education program at school and worked at Walmart. Then later another competitive discount store that’s no longer in business.
@ironcheftoni
Venture?
@chienfou no, HowardBrand discount stores. Small regional chain based in Monroe Louisiana
Shelving books at the library at 16 (well did yard work, snow shoveling, baby sitting, animal watching before that). I would get in trouble reading books on occasion rather than shelving - fiction, non-fiction… didn’t matter, Tons of interesting books in the library.
Sysadmin at a local mortgage company. Two independent networks with servers running Novell NetWare for different departments.
Remember 10base2 coax cables? No? Good.
In the main (386) server, the pair of full height Micropolis ESDI drives held over 660 megabytes total! And it had a QIC tape drive for backups!
The second (286) server used a Seagate 40mb MFM drive – which was actually overkill. Their weekly incremental backup fitted on a single high density 5¼" floppy (1.2mb).
Furr’s Cafeteria, when I was 15. I had to wear a white polyester zip-up uniform dress and a hairnet. Bussed tables and pushed around the coffee cart. One day this little old guy said “Miss? This coffee’s terrible.” I said “Oh?? 🥺”
He said “Terrible good!”
Hyuck hyuck - but it cracked me up
and I still get a snicker out of it.
@Kyeh
reminds me of:
customer: Yuck… this coffee tastes like MUD!
waitress: Well, what did you expect? It was ground this morning.
@chienfou
Here’s Mud in Your Eye!
Jr. high & high school working weekends and summers at my uncle’s tropical fish shop. Wound up taking a lot of my pay in kind, and the employee discount was wonderful! Had all sorts of weird and wonderful critters from piranha to lion fish, moray & ribbon eels, land hermit crabs, etc., etc.
I accidentally wound up with a side business selling the hermit crabs at high school. It was occasional wonderfully disruptive, like putting a “pretty shell” on a girl’s desk, and after a little while it sprouts a mess of hairy legs and claws.
My biology and finance teachers were impressed, the others less so.
14 - Domino’s Pizza
Ended up working there for four/five years, eventually becoming a shift manager. Then I went off to college.
In a way, it kept me sane and taught me a lot.
Ice cream flinger at a Baskin Robbins. The owner was an asshole, the customers were fuckers, and I learned that ice cream smells bad when you’re around it all the time. Didn’t stay there long.
@cinoclav
wow… that’s a bummer. I was on the other end of that scale. Owned a Bresler’s and ate my weight in ice cream regularly (back when I could do that without blimping out). Used to take friends in for an after hours make-your-own ‘whatever’ after the mall would close… had a bunch of great (1st job) employees that hopefully learned a few things and didn’t think I was an asshat.
@chienfou Owning and being a 15 year old thrown to the wolves are two very different positions. Fortunately I regained my love for ice cream.
@cinoclav
granted, but I still think most of my employees enjoyed their job and I was at the shop 60+ hrs a week at their side.
Glad you found your way back into the ice cream lovers fold…
First that generated a W-2, customer service phones for a major newpaper circulation department.
@werehatrack
Back when that was still handled locally I assume!
I am enough of a Luddite that I still get a paper tossed in my yard most days (supposed to be EVERY day, but evidently that is harder to accomplish than I was led to believe). On those occasions when I don’t get delivered I can do the “call-to-bitch-to-the-circulation-desk” thing on-line. I miss the days when most customer support was done by someone in your area code.
@chienfou @werehatrack
Then there was the phase where the paper was chucked out of a non-descript van driven by creepy stoners in hoodies with the sliding door wide open begging to be tagged with “Free Candy” doing 25mph down the street.
/image van free candy
@mike808 @werehatrack
I don’t care if Freddy Krueger throws it as long as it gets there. EVERY. FUCKING. DAY. (which is what I pay for)!
@chienfou
Would you like to speak to the manager?
You could always blame @Kyeh if the paper person fucks up.
@chienfou @mike808 @werehatrack It would be really impressive to see someone tagging that van at 25mph.
Worked on a cemetery upkeep crew back in the 70’s under the CETA Program for a couple of years when I was a teen.
First source of income that wasn’t from my parents: babysitting
First source of income with a time card: working at my church nursery on sunday mornings
First source of income for a “company”: Walmart craft department (no, I’m not a terribly crafty person, though I have dabbled from time to time)
Actually, really and truly, “Chief Bottle Washer”, starting in 2nd Grade.
My dad’s small business was a medical supply manufacturer and chemical supply company.
I was a paperboy starting about age 14. Didn’t need a work permit for that. Was actually pretty entrepreneurial. Aside from delivering on foot or bike (rain, shine, or snow), I had to pay for the papers, collect from my customers, and would actively market to grow the route. I had the biggest at about 70. Now it’s all adults delivering in cars with routes of hundreds. At the same time I mowed lawns (mostly my street and my paper customers). Bought my own mower, bought my own gas, even had business cards printed as one of my paper and lawn customers owned a print shop. I think it really taught me the respect of work and to appreciate the value of earning my keep.
Nice try. What’s your mother’s maiden name? First car model? Name of favorite pet?
@medz
You do know you don’t have to enter the truth, right?
Think of them as extra passwords. If you use your password generator, save the question and the answer in the “notes”.
e.g.: Q:pet? A: kyeh420!g0@t
Q:First car? A: hotwheels
Q:High school A: musical
Q: Mother’s maiden name? A: nunyabidness
You can put whatever you like in them. There’s nobody verifying them for honesty. Really.
@medz @mike808
HEY, don’t take my name in vain!
@mike808 nah. Supposed to be offline answers. If password manager is hacked, having the answers only in your head may save you.
@medz Very few websites warrant the brain cells needed, compared to those that demand complex, non-rememberable, and unique passwords among the literal hundreds of websites that want their own private identity for me.
I slung Hawaiian Shaved Ice in the summer starting when I was 13 or 14. The movie Cocktail had come out (or rather, on HBO) recently, so I started trying to do all kinds of flips and shit with the syrup bottles. What a sticky mess, and I probably mostly looked like an idiot until I got ok at it.
The thing that sticks with me: the syrups have 5 pounds of sugar per gallon.
First job: A/V helper (which meant overhead projectors, the 16mm movie projectors and screens, and the portable stereo sets) in grade school. Didn’t pay anything but it was interesting. I remembered how to do the projectors 20 years later when my Mom borrowed one from that school so we could watch home movies (same projectors and they still worked).
First outside job, cleanup and inventory at my Uncles’ repair shop; I was maybe 11-12. Pay was 50 cents per hour plus a good lunch.
First real job, working weekends at my family’s auto parts store and warehouse, paid hourly. I did that part time from before I had a car through college. Kept me in pizza, gas, and insurance money and ‘rent’ since I lived at home still.
@duodec
Are you Tommy Callahan?
/giphy fat guy in a little coat
@djslack Nyet.
11 or 12 I had a paper route, I guess I was a papergirl, for years probably till I was 13or 14 and then passed it on to my brother who passed it on to my other brother. But I also delivered in rain, snow, sleet, slush. The papers got dropped of at my house and I had to fold them and bag them. I walked with a wagon bc they were to heavy on a bike.
At 14 I got a job at a dry cleaners, 3 days a week. I walked there, it was just right outside my neighborhood. Looking back it was kind of crazy bc the owner would leave at 7-7:30 and leave me there till 9 by myself to lock up. Anyways I tagged stuff to be dry cleaned or pressed and rang up orders. Sometimes my friends would come in and we would play dress up in the people’s clothes. That job was also how I got to buy cigarettes on my own. The lady their got tired of buying them for me so she walked me over to the party store two stores over and told the owner to sell them to me at 13 and he did. Eventually they even started selling me beer before I turned 21 too. I think I worked there till I was 15 and then went across the street to Dammam hardware store and worked the service counter which was a lot different back then than what it is now. I was the main and usually only cashier, did returns, exchanges, made keys, had to know all the codes for bulk stuff sold out of the back, did the safe drops, closed all the registers and counted them down at the end of the night. I’ve had lots of jobs pretty much always have had one ever since I started my paper route at 11.