re: What was your first real job in high school? Like where you had to clock in, etc.

Gulf service station. 6 am to 6 pm, 50 cents per hour. If I stayed over and helped the old man who ran it at night from 6 to 10, I made an extra $3. So $ 9 for 16 hours. Gas was 24 cents a gallon. Off road diesel was 10 cents per gallon. Car wash by hand $2. 18 wheeler and log truck flats $4. Car flats $1 and there were no tools or devices to make it easy. We had to use a giant lug wrench and cheater pipe to break down lug nuts. . Grease job $1.25. We gave green stamps which I'm sure perplexes all you young broncs.

Best part of the job was cleaning windshields and catching shots of women wearing short skirts or shorts. My pecker would get so hard it'd almost ram through the side of the car.

Kids today don't know what they missed.

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Clerks helper at a liquor store. Funny how a lot of people wanted to be friends then. And learned 1st hand what it's like to have a gun stuck in your face during a robbery.

My first job was mowing yards in the neighborhood in 6th grade. The 1st job where I had to go in to work was in 7th grade. I was stuffing one section of the Star Herald newspaper in Kosciusko, MS into another section of the paper on Wednesday night. They didn't have insert machines back then, so they paid some kids to come in and literally stuff the back section into the front section. There was usually some store's sale papers to stuff inside the back section before stuffing them into the front section. We got newsprint all over our hands. They paid us cash and I always went to Vickers Cafe that was on a corner of the courthouse square to drink a Coke and wait for my mom to come pick me up.

I pumped gas at a full-service Gulf station that was on the courthouse square in Farmerville, LA during my sophomore, junior and senior years. We did oil changes, lub jobs, and fixed flats for anyone. We not only did semi flats, we also did tractor flats. You had to break both of those down with wedges and a sledge hammer. Yes sir, I was John Henry. In the summer, from noon til 1 PM every day, I was there by myself. I'd be breaking down a flat in the sun sweating really badly & have to stop to pump some old lady in a Cadillac's gas, check the oil and the air in each tire while Jim the Farmer sat inside in the air conditioning cussing me for taking all of that time away from his tire. I was living the life when little hotties came by in their daddy's truck and bought a quarter's worth of gas.

Mary Lee Donuts on Greenwell Springs. Worked Sat. and Sun. 4 in the morning until noon. It was my favorite job I ever had.

I turned 16 in 1996 near the end of my sophomore year. St Bernard had something called the “green team” where we would do random jobs for the parish one day then the next day take random classes at Nunez community college. so every other day we did things like paint parking lots, clean the carpets in the government building, and even picking up dead nutria from the park. This was during the summer.

Working in a tool & equipment rental store, which gave me a lot of practical experience. The store owner was a believer in training and I received instruction in small engines, welding (stick & gas), and Stihl gas-powered equipment.

Yes I still miss that food.

Laurel Lea Supermarket. Good times.