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When I was growing up back in the Stone Age women didn't hold jobs, or if they did, they were secretaries, nurses or teachers. Nothing wrong with any of those, I just mean there weren't very many "Career Women" like today. Most young girls grew up with the dream of being a wife and mother, having a nice little house with a white picket fence.
I was no different.
My first job, other than babysitting, was working at a souvenir shop next to an Interstate exit ramp in Florida. We sold souvenirs (of course) and bags of oranges. Lots and lots of bags of oranges. And grapefruit. I was 18 years old, married and already had a son.
In the early 90's I became a school crossing guard. This was the perfect job for me with three kids in school because they were IN school when I was working and we had the same vacation days. I made good money for back then, too. ($10 an hour.) My employer was the police department and I had the authority to report drivers who "ran my sign" and a ticket would be issued.
Don't I look ORANGE???I was working my corner (giggle) one day when a photographer from the local newspaper stopped and asked if he could take a picture of me. Of course I said yes, and he did. The school superintendent sent me a few laminated copies from the newspaper article. They're in my storage unit in a "Keep" box, so I couldn't scan one to post here.
That was one of the last jobs I ever held because it was around that time that I started getting hit really bad with panic attacks, and then with agoraphobia which made me housebound for too many years.
I did however take a job that paid under the table around the year 2001. My younger son's friend's dad (got that?) sold fireworks in the late Spring/early Summer months. For a few weeks me and my daughter bagged and boxed fireworks in my apartment.
As you can see it made quite a mess!!! You may also notice that both of us are smoking while surrounded by a lot of explosives. Not too bright, huh? (Good thing I had medical insurance.)
The first job "recognized" in this job related video is what my hubby does. Do they mention your job?