tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post8216898406539322622..comments2024-01-22T14:15:23.975-08:00Comments on The DayMaker: A Fetching of Firsts, Part 6: First JobAnnis Cassellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04956658096326753578noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-70237082209314957362022-08-20T01:10:17.417-07:002022-08-20T01:10:17.417-07:00Nice blog yyou haveNice blog yyou haveGas Contractors Thorntonhttps://www.gas-contractors.com/us/gas-technicians-colorado/gas-contractors-thornton.shtmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-20685106471052729252013-05-13T12:43:19.001-07:002013-05-13T12:43:19.001-07:00Wow, Iola! You did work hard, and at a young age. ...Wow, Iola! You did work hard, and at a young age. Looks like you've always had "the spark", working your way up so quickly. Thanks for sharing your story. xoAAnnis Cassellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04956658096326753578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-8912832828370921072013-05-13T12:01:56.699-07:002013-05-13T12:01:56.699-07:00I always enjoy reading your Fetching of First'...I always enjoy reading your Fetching of First's. Like your mom I have encouraged my five to not be in such a hurry to grow up. Work hard in school and enjoy it, because you have the rest of your life to work.<br />I grew up working very hard first at home taking care of two younger sisters, babysitting, cleaning and then working in the cotton field's during the summer at twelve years old.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-55433532265456817812013-05-12T16:10:56.201-07:002013-05-12T16:10:56.201-07:00Thanks for commenting, Terry. Funny how the bigges...Thanks for commenting, Terry. Funny how the biggest problem then is still a problem today. xoAAnnis Cassellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04956658096326753578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-13803960331451536582013-05-12T14:43:54.069-07:002013-05-12T14:43:54.069-07:00First salaried job: read meters for the Montana Po...First salaried job: read meters for the Montana Power Co., gas and electric. The biggest problem was dogs, then finding the meters in odd places. I think I was getting $1.40/hour in the 60's. <br />When we had Charlotte in 1976 we joined a babysitting co-op. We used tickets in 30 minute denominations--it worked well for us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-63588827671439754052013-05-12T12:12:37.635-07:002013-05-12T12:12:37.635-07:00I remember those computer punch cards. I had two c...I remember those computer punch cards. I had two children and was in a babysitting co-op. We used those cards as "money"; we'd trade them for the hours someone in the group watched our kids. The only way to obtain cards was to babysit another member's kids. Ahhh, the 60s. I'd forgotten about that Mark. Thanks for sharing your story and for the memory. xoAAnnis Cassellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04956658096326753578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-82193674376094776872013-05-12T07:17:33.571-07:002013-05-12T07:17:33.571-07:00Mine was a surprise. It was a summer job and I had...Mine was a surprise. It was a summer job and I had just broken my arm, so I wasn't really expecting to be able to get anything, but I did. It was doing keypunch. Yep, using the keyboard of a machine to create those OLD computer punch cards. And I got the graveyard shift. That summer's a blur.Mathnerdehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07801972480144862709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-48786779042214395982013-05-11T22:25:31.008-07:002013-05-11T22:25:31.008-07:00Anna, you had me laughing with that last line of y...Anna, you had me laughing with that last line of yours about the pianist's return. Thank you for sharing your stories. I'm loving getting to know folks in this way. xoAAnnis Cassellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04956658096326753578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-53003535459254531812013-05-11T22:23:27.038-07:002013-05-11T22:23:27.038-07:00Wow, Joan. You had lots of experience by the time ...Wow, Joan. You had lots of experience by the time you graduated from high school. Sounds like both jobs were demanding and helped you develop a good work ethic. Thanks. xoA<br />Annis Cassellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04956658096326753578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-87120742376314251312013-05-11T22:10:23.935-07:002013-05-11T22:10:23.935-07:00I love how you always invite people to share! And...I love how you always invite people to share! And I'm enjoying learning so much about you; you've had a really interesting journey. I remember how devastated I was when I compared the advertised pay scale of my first retail job with the after-tax income. I can't imagine the disappointment at a half-check! Eep! <br /><br /><br />As for my very first job, I was a fill-in pianist at Anna K. Stewarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02685312217660749398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255018715652778469.post-69894356425832897472013-05-11T21:28:46.032-07:002013-05-11T21:28:46.032-07:00I love your story of your first job. Too bad you ...I love your story of your first job. Too bad you had to share the paycheck, but you gained valuable experience.<br /><br />For my first job- not counting babysitting, I worked for the couple across the street when I was 14 or 15. They owned a printing company. My job was to help put magazines together for the binding machine. After that, my first interview and job was working in the packing Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10541262358255974325noreply@blogger.com