Quote Originally Posted by FireWater View Post
I didn't even mention all the hours of "working" on the Grandparents farm either. Baling and loading hay, cleaning pens, feeding, and what ever else I could get talked into. I got to drive the old farm truck by myself all the time though - I learned when I was 10. My Mom had a fit when she found that out.
I did some of that as a kid. I learned to drive when I was 11 or 12 on my grandparents ranch in south texas. I also worked in a feed store in Waco when I was in high school. That included going out to fields and picking up bales of hay to sell in the store. I actually didn't mind that job too much though. Sometimes I wished I could do it again making what I make now. I was in decent shape and pretty strong since I was loading 50lb bags of feed and (at least) 50lb square bales. The only thing I really hated is when there was ants living in the hay. Anyone have that happen to them?

Worst job for me was the single day I lasted at West Telemarketing and Wal-Mart. I worked at wally world about 9 months after I graduated high school. Honestly, I loved the work. I worked in sporting goods which was pretty cool. I liked getting to mess with and sell guns. What I didn't like is that I got paid $6 an hour and that I was only allowed to work 32 hours a week so they didn't have to give me benefits. They treat employees like dirt which is why I try to avoid shopping there. Costco and even Target employees seem much happier.