Holy crap my first job was delivering flyers for my dads real estate business probably in 1980 and he paid me piecemeal at a nickle a flyer which means I'd have to hit 100 houses to make 5 bucks an hour.
My first full time job was in grade 10 when I worked for an ice company packing bags of ice 8 hours a day for about 5.50 an hour, that was a brain dead mind numbing job where I would pack ice cubes into a bag. I didn't need any skills except for high speed production. But I actually liked the job because I would be my walkman headphones on and just grind. But at the end of the day, my hands were completely numb and blue.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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