Recently, Vikki over at The View Outside wrote an interesting blog post on her first job. I enjoyed reading about her first job experience and thought it would be fun to revisit my own. Then, thinking of my colorful job history, I thought it might be even more fun to give you a list of all of the jobs I have done. Brace yourself.
I got my first regular gig in the 8th grade (age 12-13.) I worked as an after-school nanny for a family with six kids. While I was technically only paid to watch the three youngest (the three oldest weren’t much younger than I was and were supposed to be watching themselves,) I was ultimately responsible for keeping all six alive.
The three oldest were all boys, and all terrors. I’m pretty sure at least two of them had crushes on me. So of course, they liked to torment me. Because that’s what boys do at that age when they like a girl. I worked somewhere around twenty hours a week for an entire school year until the family moved away. Then I was back to working the occasional weekend babysitting job or cleaning up my neighbor’s wooded lot once or twice a year. Continue reading “My first jobs”