When I was really young, it was $1.00 a week.
But when I hit the age of being able to work, my dad would assign tasks and pay, but he wouldn't pay if I did a terrible job. I remember I was mowing the law with an electric mower and he was going to pay me a couple of bucks. But I ran over the cord and a new cord cost like 2.50 so I actually ended up owing him.
the ridiculous thing was the more dangerous the job the more I got paid. "Go take care of that wasps nest son, I'll give you $5.00." "I need you to climb up on the room of the house boy and scrub the gutters". "Hey boyyyy" he slurred "I'll give you $20.00 buck if you go punch that bear in the face". Ok, that last one didn't happen.
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