re: Anyone worked with their dad growing up?

Dad drove an ambulance in the 60’s. No EMT in those days; a stretch Cadillac. I started working with him when I was 12 (I lifted a lot of weights to handle the job). Worked the weekends & night calls. Wish I would have taken notes cause there are a few good stories; delivered a baby when I was 13, recruiting the neighbors to help get a 600 lb. guy down the stairs, etc.
He has been gone a long time, but the memories are cherished.

My dad and I have worked together since 2005. Been among the best and worst experiences

Dad was a forester for the state. He'd hire me in the summers to mark timber with him. Walking around in the woods painting trees from 7 am to 7 pm. Come home and soak in bleach bath to try and get rid of all the red bugs.

It's what made me decide I'd prefer an office job as a career.

My dad was an independent insurance agent, specialized in trator/implement & RV dealerships. I'd drive all over the state with him, listening to sports radio, Hank Williams & Buddy Holly. At the dealerships I was monkeying around at the lots while he talked business with the owners. I cherish those memories now.

my father and I started a construction company in 2006. Was my third career and his fourth or fifth. He retires on Friday and they are off to beaver lake in Arkansas

Happy Father’s Day dude

I did and working with family is not fun.

There is a reason why lots of folks say don’t hire family

Yep. Sheet metal. I don't know if putting a metal roof on a south facing roof in August or putting the ductwork in the attic under the south facing roof is worse.

I still work with my dad. It's great. I'm third generation in the family business. The company is now under my control, but he isn't quitting anytime soon. We have the best relationship and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

My Pops worked a plant job, but he also ran a used appliance business. That was when I was really young, under 10, so I just kind of hung around and annoyed him, probably. He did put me to work on everything else. He owned a couple rental places that I'd help him keep up. He built a lot of stuff and did all the plumbing and most of the electrical work to our home and the rentals.

Now, to make sure I got a good dose of hard manual labor, he "gave me" to a roofing crew for three Summers after I turned 14. I guess he figured that was old enough. The guy who ran the crew and owned the business was really good friends with my Pops. That didn't keep him from working the shite out of me, though. He paid me just like everyone else, but that wasn't enough to make me want to carry on roofing. There are no shade trees on most roofs, and I hate the heat.

ETA: He also got me into raising rabbits and fishing worms. He did that in his younger days, but we ramped up the scale after I got used to doing it. We raised the rabbits and their litter and kitchen/garden waste fed the worms. I/we sold rabbits and we had several stores that we supplied with worms. We were selling so many worms that we couldn't keep up with the space we had in the old barn. That was good money for young me. To this day I still raised the biggest/longest red worms I've ever seen with that setup.

I've thought a few times over the years about getting back into rabbits and worms.

My dad got fricked over in a family business. So when he started his own, he was adamant about keeping his kids out of it. Guess he didn’t want a repeat of the drama he went through. I’ve always resented that.