Any man or woman who goes out there and earns an honest dollar has my respect. Every job is worthy of respect, from the highest paid CEO to the person who cleans out your trash cans.
That being said, though I have a fairly comfortable job now, it wasn’t always like that. When I was a kid, my friends and I sometimes skipped school. We didn’t have a lot of money, so we’d go to the supermarket and work a few hours packing bags for people. We’d get some change from the customers, and the cashiers didn’t have to worry about packing bags.
Looking back, I realize that the supermarket owners probably should have stopped us. We were underage, not officially employed, and supposed to be in school. But they didn’t seem to mind back then. I don’t think you’d see kids bagging groceries like that nowadays. It’s usually the cashier or an adult handling the bags.
I can’t remember exactly how much money we made, but it was enough for lunch or something small. Growing up in the Bronx was definitely an experience like no other. Given what we made working those few hours, I’m actually surprised we never had any trouble with people trying to take it from us.
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