Did You Have a Job While You Were in High School?

This will be quick, no.

During the school year, academic endeavors on weekdays and bowling leagues on weekends.

During the summer, entertaining myself. I sought employment, Sort of, and in Arizona (11th and 12th grades) mowed (a few) lawns and or watered yards/plants while neighbors were away on vacation.

Always church activities weekly, vacation Bible School yearly, door knocking in Tucson and Sierra Vista.

I recall once raking our rock/dirt filled backyard, creating piles of rocks. Must have been really bored.

My bedroom was spotless. Everything was dust-free and in its place.

During the school year, two things I hated as I entered the front door: the smell of liver or the sound of the vacuum. Monthly, on hands-and-knees, went room-to-room dusting the baseboard.

What else?

Working on self-imposed drafting projects.

Watching soap operas on television with Mom.

In New York I had My Buddy the Barn, in Arizona I had My Buddy the Brick Wall.

Spent a week in bed recovering from what the doctors called the kissing disease. The doctor was an idiot. My parents found it hard to believe, which says something about my “social” life. Parents wanted to know who the girl was.

After door-knocking and inviting folks to Vacation Bible School in Sierra Vista, the family I had stayed with helped me get a job on the Post (Ft. Huachuca army base) in the mess hall (weekends only) lasted a couple of weekends until I the engine of ‘my’ automobile died.

Worked one day as a ‘bagger’ at a Grand Opening. Beyond that first day, they did not rehire many people.

Much of the summer disconnected events indescribably bland, experientially monochrome, hollow. My job in high school, simply behave. Graduate.