My first real job was selling cheese at a cheese store when I 16. Before that it was summers in the hay field. Quit the cheese store to go deliver bread to the schools around here for a local bakery after school. Quit that to work at the local gas station pumping gas. Back when they still did that. Did that till I got out of carpentry trade school. Did that for 6 months and quit because it just wasn't for me. A friend offered me a job working for the township here , didn't know part of the job was digging graves by hand. Did that for one summer. Around here graves are only 4 feet deep. Get into hardpan stuff of some kind ? Have to say the first time I had to fill one back in wasn't easy. You had to stand on the vault and pack the dirt back in around it. After that is was no big deal. They don't dig by hand any more. Then another friend got me on at a body shop , did that for a year. Quit that to go to the oilfield. Made about double the money. 7 years of that till the bottom dropped out of the oilfield in the 80s. Was doing body and paint work on the side the whole time I worked the oil field at my Dads place. Turned the horse barn into a body shop. Did that full time till I got on at a steel mill here. Had to give up the body work because I had to work swing shift at the mill. Got 24 years in there till they retired me. Hurt my back 3 times over the years , 2 surgeries , then the 3rd time they said they couldn't help me because it was a pinched nerve due to arthritis. So now all I do is whine about my back , load ammo , shoot and play with my grandkids. Life is still good , just can't do much.
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