Originally Posted by
miked
I would have saved up the money from my jobs in high school in the form of silver dimes and quarters. I graduated from high school in 1971 but silver coins were still in circulation.
BTW I started working at the age of fourteen and always got paid more than minimum wage which was intended to allow high school kids to get a job not grown ups. Mike
My biggest problem is that I learned to hustle the neighbours at an early age first selling daffodils at a nickel each take as many as you wanted then graduated into Christmas trees so much a ft, ploughing snow and custom ploughing disking and harrowing with our tractor. money has always been much to easy and I never learned to have respect for it.
I had a paper route that taught me about child labour, I quit after a month and never looked back.
Which is the reason money burns a hole in my pocket.
I've always made the best money from other peoples trash either by scrapping or refurbishing, Some of the stuff I've bought or obtained for free to rework and sell older Lincoln portable welders and the Miller Big 40's, fork lifts, washers and dryers.
One time a guy phoned about a fork lift I had for sale then after asking me my name " Gill " which is also a prominent East Indian name the guy was a no show until a week later.
The asking price of the
forklift got the better of him as he pulled into my yard a week later asking if the machine was still for sale which it was. After playing on the machine kicking the tires cut his deal paying me on the spot saying that he would send his truck around for it.
Just before climbing back into his pick up he turned say you know why I no come, I said no his reply. your name I thought you were East Indian and I don't like dealing with the bastardds. The fellow himself was of that nationality.
When I told this story to my father he cracked up.
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