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mountainmist said:
My parents could care less, or don't want to know, Me thinks the later...:D He probably would have cussed you out WW if he'd 'a asked how much, but he didn't want to know. They're pretty cool about it because it's my own money, They'd laugh if I asked to borrow 215 tho...

Also, it may be because my Parents are some of the coolest on the face of the earth, I was telling her (mom) about how WW posted a knife I really wanted the day after I contact James T about a Custom job, and then she suggests that I give it a go and if I don't like it I can sell it, and if I do I can sell other stuff and work for the Terrio funds. How cool is that!? Also, she's going to make a special trip into town (35 miles round trip) to do the Money order. And I'm like, 20 bucks short, which she's agreed to cover for the contract to my soul.

Thank Mom! :D
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Wow... And James gets flung under the bus.... Poor guy... The fickle finger of fate pokes James in the eye.


*Chortle*

Doc
 
mountainmist said:
:D Woody's Yuma should be coming to Kentucky in the next coupla days!
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thanks Kid, you probably saved me from a possible divorce ;)


edit: But if you do decide to sell it in the future, as long as it is free of scalp blood and nicks in the blade, lol.. let me know!
 
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I always thought I grew up with a very generous father. When I got my first job at 12 years old he made me a $150 loan to buy the lawnmower I needed. He gave me 6 weeks to pay him back AND didn't charge me any interest.

Good times.

Good luck with the sale MM. Good to see you covering the cost and not just expecting your parents to buy everything you want.
 
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mountainmist said:
My parents could care less, or don't want to know, Me thinks the later...:D He probably would have cussed you out WW if he'd 'a asked how much, but he didn't want to know. They're pretty cool about it because it's my own money, They'd laugh if I asked to borrow 215 tho...

Also, it may be because my Parents are some of the coolest on the face of the earth, I was telling her (mom) about how WW posted a knife I really wanted the day after I contact James T about a Custom job, and then she suggests that I give it a go and if I don't like it I can sell it, and if I do I can sell other stuff and work for the Terrio funds. How cool is that!? Also, she's going to make a special trip into town (35 miles round trip) to do the Money order. And I'm like, 20 bucks short, which she's agreed to cover for the contract to my soul.

Thank Mom! :D
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Yep! Thanks mom :D
 
DunkEm said:
I always thought I grew up with a very generous father. When I got my first job at 12 years old he made me a $150 loan to buy the lawnmower I needed. He gave me 6 weeks to pay him back AND didn't charge me any interest.

Good times.

Good luck with the sale MM. Good to see you covering the cost and not just expecting your parents to buy everything you want.
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I got my first job at the ripe old age of 6. They sold candy bars at lunch at my elementary school for 5 cents. I would bug my dad for a nickle in the morning so I could buy one at lunch. After about a week of that, my dad set me down for my first math lesson. He put 5 nickles on the table and said:

"If you want a nickel on Monday..." (and pushed one toward me) and worked his way down the week, then said "...or a quarter a week... " and pushed a quarter at me, "you're gonna have to get up at 7 a.m. on Saturday mornings and go to work down at the store all day til we close."

So I went to work for two bits a week. Worked out to about 3 cents an hour, with paid lunch. :eek:

After 2 weeks, I quit buying candy bars because I decided it was a waste of money and started saving it instead. Opened my first savings account in Nov 1960 with $2.35 of hard earned money. :D:D

And some people wonder why I'm kinda frugal about a lot of things. :p
 
Have two people interested in my spare bedroom. Haven't had many emails on it since it's summer time and all the college students are off visiting their folks so there's plenty of available rooms in town. Plus I'm allergic to pets (and I just don't want to deal with them) and a lot of people seem to have them. The only other person I've gotten any serious interest from had two cats so I declined. Having a room mate would mean an extra $350 every month to play with. Or pay down my debt. Maybe a little of both.
 
I got my first job at around 12. I washed dishes in a restaurant after school every day. Later started waiting tables... Got a separate job working in a plant nursery on weekends and for about 2 weeks during the summer as well at around 13 and at one point i also helped deliver newspapers on weekend mornings.

Before that i had mowed a few yards, washed a few cars and other odds and ends but nothing i considered a real job.

I had to do chores for as long back as i can remember and didnt get paid a cent for any of that. I thought the entire reason to have kids was free labor???? Maybe i have been mistaken? :confused:
 
zzyzzogeton said:
I got my first job at the ripe old age of 6. They sold candy bars at lunch at my elementary school for 5 cents. I would bug my dad for a nickle in the morning so I could buy one at lunch. After about a week of that, my dad set me down for my first math lesson. He put 5 nickles on the table and said:

"If you want a nickel on Monday..." (and pushed one toward me) and worked his way down the week, then said "...or a quarter a week... " and pushed a quarter at me, "you're gonna have to get up at 7 a.m. on Saturday mornings and go to work down at the store all day til we close."

So I went to work for two bits a week. Worked out to about 3 cents an hour, with paid lunch. :eek:

After 2 weeks, I quit buying candy bars because I decided it was a waste of money and started saving it instead. Opened my first savings account in Nov 1960 with $2.35 of hard earned money. :D:D

And some people wonder why I'm kinda frugal about a lot of things. :p
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WOW! Impressive.

My mom ran a Thrift shop for a couple years back in Colorado, it was six hour days and she payed my $10 per day, I did do school for a coupla hours, but other than that I worked. It comes to about $1.66 an hour, by the time I moved to Kentucky I had $400. :p That was a BK9, BK16, 5 Mora's, a Billy can, and some .22 rounds.

God I love my Life! :D
 
mountainmist said:
WOW! Impressive.

My mom ran a Thrift shop for a couple years back in Colorado, it was six hour days and she payed my $10 per day, I did do school for a coupla hours, but other than that I worked. It comes to about $1.66 an hour, by the time I moved to Kentucky I had $400. :p That was a BK9, BK16, 5 Mora's, a Billy can, and some .22 rounds.

God I love my Life! :D
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Enjoy it while you can, little brother.

Reality can be a kick in the nuts.:D
 
I remember working for my father on the farm and at the corner watermelon stand from about the age of 10. Never got paid but sure did learn a lot and found out early on what REAL HARD WORK felt like.
 
mountainmist said:
My parents could care less, or don't want to know, Me thinks the later...:D He probably would have cussed you out WW if he'd 'a asked how much, but he didn't want to know. They're pretty cool about it because it's my own money, They'd laugh if I asked to borrow 215 tho...
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Grammar lesson for the day: The correct phrase is "couldn't care less." If you (or your parents) "could care less," then that means you (or they) care to at least some degree (maybe a little, maybe a lot). I'm pretty sure you meant that they don't care at all, so the negative is needed.

zzyzzogeton said:
After 2 weeks, I quit buying candy bars because I decided it was a waste of money and started saving it instead. Opened my first savings account in Nov 1960 with $2.35 of hard earned money. :D
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bigghoss said:
Wow. My dad was 3 years old when that happened...
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Whippersnapper...

Then again, that was two years before I was born... :D

mountainmist said:
Selling my BK15 to recoup funds for my little problem, link below if you old geezers are interested.
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Serious whippersnapper... ;)

I actually prefer to think of myself as a curmudgeon.
 
rkmoore said:
I remember working for my father on the farm and at the corner watermelon stand from about the age of 10. Never got paid but sure did learn a lot and found out early on what REAL HARD WORK felt like.
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I worked a few watermelon fields harvesting when i was 17 and 18..... on my off days from the other job. Thats hard, hot work for sure. I still cringe when i think about throwing hundreds of them up to the catcher on the back of the truck. My entire body would boycott and leave me helpless the moment i got home and hit the shower. But an extra 50-60 bucks a day made for a lot of good partying.
 
I didnt even know they were making a new show about the "Flash"

Im going to have to give it a watch tonight.
 
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