One of her first jobs..
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Sher
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You win..hands down...OMG.. and you reamined somewhat sane? Now that is impressive....
WINNER OF THE WEIRDEST JOB EVER.......IS GOLDFISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sher
You win..hands down...OMG.. and you reamined somewhat sane? Now that is impressive....
WINNER OF THE WEIRDEST JOB EVER.......IS GOLDFISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sher
Victoria said:Now, we can either present Goldfish with roses, or a bamboo stick... ewuuuuuuu....
Well, thanks. Come to think of it, I think my really first "job" was at age 5-6, helping my mother, sort of. She wanted me to pull out unwanted hairs from her armpits. I charged about 5 cents (in US dollars) per armpit.
No wonder you ended up in this wacky floral biz!!
Holy hanna! have NEVER heard of a job like that!!! YUP....the prize certainly has your name on it!!! yeow!!!!!
(now stop making me spit my coffee out!!!)
jeannie
Holy hanna! have NEVER heard of a job like that!!! YUP....the prize certainly has your name on it!!! yeow!!!!!
(now stop making me spit my coffee out!!!)
jeannie
Tracy D'Amico
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Wow. I thought MY mom was demanding! So you've gone from Plucking Hairs, to Pushing Bodies, to Poking Flowers .... what a journey!goldfish said:
tracy
Lady Biker Florist
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When I was very young my oldest sister paid me ten cents per clothing item to hang up her clothes from the floor. She was a slob obviously.
Teenage years I babysat for my then seven nieces and nephews a lot.
My first "real" (I use the term loosely) job at age 18 was delivering store ads in a plastic bag which I had to stuff and carry and deliver to thirteen triple blocks of homes for two cents per home without walking on the grass in 90 degree heat. ------- After seven blocks and eight hours I got someone to help me and then still had four blocks left when it was getting dark so I quit.
Moved from Detroit to San Francisco when I was 19 for one year. I babysat in exchange for room and board. Moved back!
Worked at various industrial places (factories) through Kelly Girl and then was hired at one place for three years.
My dad was retired and my mom & dad had a beads and crafts hobby/business in our basement. My dad died so I quit my "very exciting" (NOT) factory job and my mom hired me full time paying my car & insurance payments and a little bit of spending money. This was 1979.
The business grew and we decided to move the business into a public building. My oldest sister managed a flower shop and it was for sale. My mom used some of the life insurance money from my dad and bought the florist and we moved the beads & crafts business into it. My other sister quit her job to work there too. So it was my mom and her three daughters and a couple other part time ladies. I married and my husband started working there too. Over the many years both of my sisters left and I divorced. It was mom and I who stuck it out and after I was divorced my (old-LOL) brother became our delivery man.
In 1990 I was struck with MS and lived in the hospital for two months. We got out of crafts and focused on growing the florist.
Odd (PAYING) jobs or temp jobs done throughout most of my life were sewing alterations, dog sitting, traveling with my brother to hamfests (ham radio) and selling for the weekend with him and his family, christmas shopping for my brother, cleaning offices, part-time doing inventory, junk mail sorting company, & cleaning homes.
Been working here at The Daisy Petal Florist since June 1st, 1980. Was always named this even when we had crafts.
If I had it all to do over I would have forced myself out of my ultra shy shell and focused on having a career doing what I love, which of course hardly anyone knows what that is at such a young age, so in reality I'd probably not do anything differently. I think we do the best we can at the time given where we are in life with whatever our level of awareness is.
Hard to imagine working for someone else after all this time. Sometimes I think it would be a good thing because with it goes the burden, but we are so involved in things that it's really nice being able to come and go as we please. I guess if you give up the burden of having your own business you pick up the burden of having a boss you might not like.
Teenage years I babysat for my then seven nieces and nephews a lot.
My first "real" (I use the term loosely) job at age 18 was delivering store ads in a plastic bag which I had to stuff and carry and deliver to thirteen triple blocks of homes for two cents per home without walking on the grass in 90 degree heat. ------- After seven blocks and eight hours I got someone to help me and then still had four blocks left when it was getting dark so I quit.
Moved from Detroit to San Francisco when I was 19 for one year. I babysat in exchange for room and board. Moved back!
Worked at various industrial places (factories) through Kelly Girl and then was hired at one place for three years.
My dad was retired and my mom & dad had a beads and crafts hobby/business in our basement. My dad died so I quit my "very exciting" (NOT) factory job and my mom hired me full time paying my car & insurance payments and a little bit of spending money. This was 1979.
The business grew and we decided to move the business into a public building. My oldest sister managed a flower shop and it was for sale. My mom used some of the life insurance money from my dad and bought the florist and we moved the beads & crafts business into it. My other sister quit her job to work there too. So it was my mom and her three daughters and a couple other part time ladies. I married and my husband started working there too. Over the many years both of my sisters left and I divorced. It was mom and I who stuck it out and after I was divorced my (old-LOL) brother became our delivery man.
In 1990 I was struck with MS and lived in the hospital for two months. We got out of crafts and focused on growing the florist.
Odd (PAYING) jobs or temp jobs done throughout most of my life were sewing alterations, dog sitting, traveling with my brother to hamfests (ham radio) and selling for the weekend with him and his family, christmas shopping for my brother, cleaning offices, part-time doing inventory, junk mail sorting company, & cleaning homes.
Been working here at The Daisy Petal Florist since June 1st, 1980. Was always named this even when we had crafts.
If I had it all to do over I would have forced myself out of my ultra shy shell and focused on having a career doing what I love, which of course hardly anyone knows what that is at such a young age, so in reality I'd probably not do anything differently. I think we do the best we can at the time given where we are in life with whatever our level of awareness is.
Hard to imagine working for someone else after all this time. Sometimes I think it would be a good thing because with it goes the burden, but we are so involved in things that it's really nice being able to come and go as we please. I guess if you give up the burden of having your own business you pick up the burden of having a boss you might not like.
my "first" job was pulling weeds and picking produce in the garden my mom grew every year. I'll never forget the summer when she planted an acre of pickles that we had to pick every day and then the pickles went to Vlasic pickles. We always had to help freeze or can 50 "meals" of each vegetable type every summer except peas. [No peas because my mom remembers having to shell bushel after bushel of peas when she was little and she detested them.]
My next job was baby sitting my sisters and fixing dinner when I was in jr high until I was 14 and I could go to work as a waitress at the local restaurant/coffee shop. I think the pay was 50 cents/hour plus tips.
When I was in high school I graduated to Water well driller assistant. Pulling pipe and screens, fetching wrenches and tools. AT 16 I got to drive the tool and water truck to and from the job. woo hoo!!!!!
I also worked factory piecework at nights and weekends during HS and college - help put me thru Michigan state University where I got my floriculture degree. Started in the Greenhouse business for 5 years transfered over to the retail end and here I am.
side note: Our son graduated from HS and is working in a factory thru a temp agency for the summer before starting college. He of couse HATES it. His dad told him now he knows why he is heading to college and he will DO WELL. But he will can not quit because working at the factory shows him what the measure of a man he is.
I think I will print out Goldfish's story and tell him IT COULD BE WORSE!!!!!!
My next job was baby sitting my sisters and fixing dinner when I was in jr high until I was 14 and I could go to work as a waitress at the local restaurant/coffee shop. I think the pay was 50 cents/hour plus tips.
When I was in high school I graduated to Water well driller assistant. Pulling pipe and screens, fetching wrenches and tools. AT 16 I got to drive the tool and water truck to and from the job. woo hoo!!!!!
I also worked factory piecework at nights and weekends during HS and college - help put me thru Michigan state University where I got my floriculture degree. Started in the Greenhouse business for 5 years transfered over to the retail end and here I am.
side note: Our son graduated from HS and is working in a factory thru a temp agency for the summer before starting college. He of couse HATES it. His dad told him now he knows why he is heading to college and he will DO WELL. But he will can not quit because working at the factory shows him what the measure of a man he is.
I think I will print out Goldfish's story and tell him IT COULD BE WORSE!!!!!!
We are down on Queen East....between Leslie & Greenwood
The "not yet cool" part of Queen, but if we can hang in there...the area is really coming into its own!!
Quite a few new and funky interesting wee stores opening in the past year..nice to see,as the area has had a bad rep for many many years.
Come by anytime you're in the neighborhood!
jeannie
The "not yet cool" part of Queen, but if we can hang in there...the area is really coming into its own!!
Quite a few new and funky interesting wee stores opening in the past year..nice to see,as the area has had a bad rep for many many years.
Come by anytime you're in the neighborhood!
jeannie
Memories
I was a competion Baton Twirler as a child, traveling all over the country for contest and even traveling Europe with the US Twirling team, being the only one on the team in Jr. High most were in college.
Anyway I started teaching twirling at 12 years old for the Parks and Rec Department. I remember going downtown and buying a rabbit fur jacket with my first paycheck. I was a 3 time National champ and developed "QuickSliver" my dance twirl team, that held National champ dance twirl team from 1980 - 1984. I started out at $8.00 an hour, but after the Nationals earned $35.00 an hour. I had students drive for hours and buy a block of 3 hours with me 4 times a year.
After I was old enough to get my drivers lic. I lost intrest and stop teaching at 18. Big Mistake!!! I tryed to get back into it after college, but learned what the term "hasbeen" really meant.
Thank you for the trip down memory lane.
I was a competion Baton Twirler as a child, traveling all over the country for contest and even traveling Europe with the US Twirling team, being the only one on the team in Jr. High most were in college.
Anyway I started teaching twirling at 12 years old for the Parks and Rec Department. I remember going downtown and buying a rabbit fur jacket with my first paycheck. I was a 3 time National champ and developed "QuickSliver" my dance twirl team, that held National champ dance twirl team from 1980 - 1984. I started out at $8.00 an hour, but after the Nationals earned $35.00 an hour. I had students drive for hours and buy a block of 3 hours with me 4 times a year.
After I was old enough to get my drivers lic. I lost intrest and stop teaching at 18. Big Mistake!!! I tryed to get back into it after college, but learned what the term "hasbeen" really meant.
Thank you for the trip down memory lane.
BamaE4U
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First Job. . .
My first, besides chores around the house, was mowing lawns for $3.
Detroit Free Press delivery in Gibraltar MI, 90 customers, 3:30 am, stuff and fold papers, walk up to each door and put inside screen Door. Some winter mornings had to load up the toboggan to deliver.
Straight out of HS, got job as Blueprint Boy, $1.65/hr. Then Draftsman, and stayed in the engineering field to this day.
My first, besides chores around the house, was mowing lawns for $3.
Detroit Free Press delivery in Gibraltar MI, 90 customers, 3:30 am, stuff and fold papers, walk up to each door and put inside screen Door. Some winter mornings had to load up the toboggan to deliver.
Straight out of HS, got job as Blueprint Boy, $1.65/hr. Then Draftsman, and stayed in the engineering field to this day.
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