First Job?

[McClintock]

My first job was as a pool boy at the local country club. I ran drinks from the bar to the old ladies for tips, not all of them were cash . Of course, that meant that I was also the guy that had to clean the pool when the little kid took a dump in the deep end. Gotta admit that the lifeguard was pretty d@mn hot too.

[Squealer]

First job @ 6 was tending to the horses, cows, chickens, pigs, dogs, various other wild animals, & family garden until I was big enough to drive a tractor. After that made a few bucks cutting grass. First official paying job was cutting grass, digging ditches, laying asphalt, picking up dead animals and whatever else as part of the road crew for the TOWN of Flowood.

[bigwater]

neighborhood paper route.. i must been in something like the 4th of 5th grade.. had that job for several years.. i had a basket on the front my bike and i deliver the paper every afternoon.. Grenada Ms. The daily sentinal star.. i think was the name of the paper..

true story i wont ever forget.. had some new people move into the hood... they had a one of those little dogs.. but that "illegitimate child" was plum focking viscious... i had no idea what was going on.. but back in those days i didn't throw the paper in the driveway.. i was required to place it in the mailbox.. i was doing my thing one afternoon and the new family's dog was out in the front yard.. as i approached their mailbox.. that silly\ booty focking crazy heal nipping dog went absolutelee fockin nutz.. he came hightailng at me and louunged out with teeth exposed and just missed me legs as he went flying by.. i was horrified and put that ten speed i had in turbo and out ran that little "illegitimate child".. he followed my quite a ways.. snipping and and barking the whole way.. scared the schit outta me...

this is where its gets good.. i think the next day was a friday.. i had some spend the night company coming over to my house.. my buddy was going to ride my other bike and go with me to deliver the papers.. as we were about to leave i grabbed an ol 1 wood outta my old mans golf bag. i gave it to my pal and told him about this bad booty little dog.. so we make it around to the house were said dog lived.. and boom.. here he came charging at me and determined like hell to bite me leg in half.. i told my pal that when that "illegitimate child" charged me to get that 1 wood ready and scare/ hit that dog with it.. well my pal did just as i told him. too good.. now i really didn't mean for this to happen..

right as that "illegitimate child" leaped up to try and get ahold of me.. my pal swung.. keep in mind i'd played baseball with this guy for a couple of years and he couldn't hit schit.. hell he swung like he was swinging for the fences and i'll be dammed if he didn't connect right up side dat dogs temple... solid cracking to the head.. dog went down like a pile of bricks tounge rolled out and blood was oozing from its nose.. i thought the "illegitimate child" was dead.. we looked at each other and knew we were in big trouble.... them new neighbors were upset. and i kinda felt bad.. but schit.. i promise you that "illegitimate child" wanted to eat me to shreds...
anyway.. the family that owned the dog came out in the street and started rasing all kinda hell.. i was crying and my friend was crying.. it was pandemoenmium.. then the ol dog rolled over regained his footing.. took one look at me the paper boy and high tailed it inside the house to never "@#$%#" with me again...

i've got a great sharting story i can tell as well...

[mudsucker]

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I am dying over here!