My first job was reading water meters for the town one year. That meant asking people if I could go down into their cellar with my flashlight & billing pad to write down the numbers-- no exterior electronic counters in those days. Good thing I wasn't 6'4" yet or I really would have needed a hardhat for those low beams & pipes!
Is that a peanut in your hand? I was wondering if it was a very humble bribe given to you for giving a less than accurate reading.
ReplyDeleteYou were very brave to go down into strangers' cellars. I didn't even like going into our own.
ReplyDeleteYou did this as a child??? Scary stuff- like CD I hate going down into dark cobwebby cellars and basements. You were one brave kid!
ReplyDeleteThat's a great first job, I bet you have some stories to tell.
ReplyDeleteCool collage!
We don't have basements in Houston, but in Indiana, we did and I always found them extremely creepy. I hope they paid you well!
ReplyDeleteHow old were you when you did this? Crazy!
ReplyDeleteWell, I probably did work for peanuts, but those are actually pennies. Not sure how old I was, but I've asked my Mom to research her old calendars, where she has always logged daily events. Stay tuned...
ReplyDeleteApparently I was 16, and I actually may have started my newspaper delivery route before that. In any case, no driver's license yet so all done by bicycle.
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