At the age of 7. I was hired as an exotic male dancer. The Chippendales were at a low point since the freak machete accident. I felt I could help them out for a short time. From there, I moved on to break-dancing. There was some good money to be made back in the early 80's traveling the rap circuit.

I threw papers for the Pensacola News Journal in 1959. I started paying Social security in 1963 and I am still paying.

lol ,,,, all my life . i started getting paid for it at 16 when i quiet school

At 14 was my first job cleaning offices. Retired last year at 51 from a city job. Life is good !!!!!!

13. Laying sod and cutting grass

I grew up on a working farm......as soon as I turned 16 and could drive I got me a real job so I could relax lol

you mean legally drive . lol

Big T im the same way. I grew up an orphan..on foster farms...and lived on some big farms.

They grew vegatables for a living, and ran a dairy farm as well as boarded and raised horses. we stacked between 21,000 to 23,000 square bales a year. I threw bales when they weighed more then me.
I grew up weeding/picking since I was REALLY young.

My friends loved summer break..I dreaded it.
Young Irish boy in those fields..I looked like a freakin lobster after the first few days out there working in the fields.

I remember having to feed cows/horses every am before school since I can remember too.

I couldnt wait to break out and away.

One farm also had a bodyshop...and I grew up taping and wet sanding cars for paint when I was 12-13.
I remember working all summer 2 years. One for a 10 speed bike..the next for a mini bike.
At 14-15 I could prime , paint, and started even painting murals with Binks Mini guns.

I blew out and away from being a "Ward of the state" and foster homes at 15 years old to Texas..all on my own, and never looked back.

Went looking for jobs in bodyshops Got jobs in all mexican body shops..where they called me"pinche pokeeto gringo muchacho". I thought it was cool..until I learned it was the "f#*@in little white boy!" LOL.

I liked working hard and still do.

16. Worked at Captain Ds in fortpayne for 4 yrs. Most weeks as many hrs as was legal for a minor during high school. Didn't work as much during basketball season. Once college started me and JBatey would drive to Gadsden State from Dutton (60+- miles each way) then stop at Fort payne on our way home and work 2-close as Managers. During summer break we picked up 2nd jobs with a moving company working when we were needed. That was the toughest work I've done I believe, as far as manual labor. Once graduating we started in the HVAC field and been at it ever since. 28yo now.

16.5 at a real job, but was cutting grass for money wayyyy before that day.

Still is..

When I was old enough to contribute to whatever was being done on the farm. I had my own hammer, tape measure and nail apron when I was 10 and I dang well knew how to use it. I was driving a tractor by myself and bush hogging on our farm at 12.

I had my first "public" job when I was 13. I worked for a man that lived a few houses down the road. I helped him bale hay for the public. I was driving a tractor on the road, by myself at 13. That was a long time ago and a different world back then. No way I'd let my son drive an open cab tractor down the road at 13.

My first job was at 14. I worked 3 then. Janitor , gas station attendant and chit shoveler at a cattle company.

12 - like a dog getten a taste
13 - not sure about this
14 - they buy my lunch and eat in a truck
15 - mixing motar....fired later...then hired back
16 - full time mixer for block and brick understanding the mix
17 - helper and stacker, puller, and building scaffoling, and fired again
18 - laying brick only, and fired again
19 - laying brick, block, rock
19 1/2" - Wasnt scared of no man or anything....fearless
20 - Hell with this...went and played college ball and never looked back.

That was my Father that fired me many of time. Wouldnt trade it for nothing.

Hoeing watermelons and hay field when I was 12. $2.00 an hour and thought we was big time.

Grew cucumbers and sold them door to door for a nickel. When I was 13 I got a push mower for my birthday from my grandfather and made money cutting grass. I drive through Tuscaloosa now and look at the yards I cut and remember what I got paid to cut them and smile. Different times. The day I turned 16 I started working at chick-Fil-a. Worked at least one job if not two all through college and law school. Seems like work is something we all share. Good memories.

Heck I don't ever remember not doing some kinda work. My grandad had a farm so from the time I could walk I was helping him with cows, fences, bush hogging, bailing hay, cutting fire wood, ect.. Then my dad got me some yards to cut when I was around 12yrs old but didn't do that to long. I was 14yrs old when I started working with a friends dad greasing and steam cleaning logging equipment. By the time I was 15 I was going to the woods with him bunching wood on the weekend getting a feel for the equipment. After a few years of working with him in the woods he was killed in accident out there and I ended up on his nephews crew. By the time I was 18 I had gotten more interested in land clearing and site prep for tree planting. I started running dozers raking, building roads for logging crews, pushing fire lines, and even got to do some control burning. Now it's been 10 years since those days, I'm 29 now, I work shift work at a mill and have my own dozer and forestry service.

Started in the peach orchard at 11. Bought my own school clothes that year. Made over $100.00 a week. 28 years ago $100.00 a week was a good lick for an 11 year old. $3.00/hr. Mcdonalds as soon as I turned 16. Bought my first car. Paid every payment and ins. Started working at the wrangler plant as soon as I turned 18. Got to leave school early every day to go to work. Got my own apartment, moved in graduation night. I have a half brother who is 20, he don't work and still lives with mama. I guess alot has changed in 20 years.

Yep Because I definitely was driving around the farm long before that .......

I grew up on a farm and I can always remember having a job. I got my first W2 when I was 13. I borrowed a $1000 from the FFA to put in my first crop when I was 14. I had to put up my cow and chickens and my bicycle as collateral.