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When I was a teenager I spent a whole month trying to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners door-to-door. What a joke that was. Basically nobody would let me in their house, and I didn't make a dime. I quit, and started cooking at Bob's Big Boy. Made a lot more money flipping burgers
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We'd sell candy door-to-door for school or cheerleading (1st grade, lol) or Brownies (Girl Scouts). Usually it was, "So-and-so already beat you to it." *SLAMS the door*
Okay, I'm exaggerating. But we were all out there hustlin' and it was slim pickin's.
Can't believe adults would send out the kids to shill for their products. And we had to go out by ourselves in those days...
When I was 13, I had a job bagging groceries at the American Army Commisary in Ben Franklin Village, Mannheim Germany. I did pretty well. I saved enough money to buy a 45 rpm record player & a used bike...
Recessed LED lamps... on a dimmer, it really makes the kitchen look so much better without those ugly 2X4 ugly frosted panels...... opens it up pretty nice.
Our place has a large front room and two dual master bedrooms each with a bathroom attached, but the thing that they went cheap on was the kitchen... it's pretty small.
I know, for our next place to get a larger kitchen preferably something with an island... love those. We're pretty much foodies and spend a lot of time in the kitchen.......
When I was 13, I had a job bagging groceries at the American Army Commisary in Ben Franklin Village, Mannheim Germany. I did pretty well. I saved enough money to buy a 45 rpm record player & a used bike...
My dad made me pay part of my wages to him, from 9 years old in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. I had paper routes with the "Milwaukee Journal".....
That's the way it was until I was Big enough to fight back.
When I was 13, I had a job bagging groceries at the American Army Commisary in Ben Franklin Village, Mannheim Germany. I did pretty well. I saved enough money to buy a 45 rpm record player & a used bike...
See, that's a much more prestigious line of work.
Can you describe the record player? My brother had a cool turquoise-and-white portable 45 player. I loved it.
Being in the Army fighting different War's changed my Dad. I still Love him. He had a heart attack & passed on when I was 18.
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