Tuesday Favorites...First Job

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On a dairy farm stripping fresh cows morning and evening. That was before diversionary pots for automatic milking machines. Loaded hay in between.
 

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First job was on the farm when I was old enough to not pee in my pants. I started driving a tractor at about 5 maybe. Had a big flat bed truck Ford F 500 we hauled hay on. No power steering. Had a granny gear and went really slow soni would drive that while older kids threw hay n the back. At the end of the row, one of them would jump in and get it turned around for me.

First job off the farm was at a skating rink handing out dates and djing when the regular dj was off. Made $2 an hour
 

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Must have been 15 or 16. On my girlfriends living room floor after school we were going at it hot and heavy. Then she reached in my pants and I got my first hand job.

Along those lines, around age 18 I got my first blow job. I was in such a state I called off from work immediately stating I couldn't come in, something came up and I wouldn't be in, no I can't explain I just can't put it in words but I won't be in today.
 

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Along those lines, around age 18 I got my first blow job. I was in such a state I called off from work immediately stating I couldn't come in, something came up and I wouldn't be in, no I can't explain I just can't put it in words but I won't be in today.

Yikes!

Was it because your jaw was so sore, or was it because of the mushroom-shaped bruises on your face?


Alex.
 

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Wow. A lot of former farmers on here. Never would’ve guessed. I’m sure it wasn’t always great, but I would have loved that experience, even if only temporary.
 

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My first "paid" job was helping my dad hang custom drapery and blinds for Sears. Although I didn't receive a regular pay check it was fun. My first official job was a bag-boy at Winn Dixie. Donna Hudson was my favorite cashier to bag for. She was smoking hot...
 

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First job was on the farm when I was old enough to not pee in my pants. I started driving a tractor at about 5 maybe. Had a big flat bed truck Ford F 500 we hauled hay on. No power steering. Had a granny gear and went really slow soni would drive that while older kids threw hay n the back. At the end of the row, one of them would jump in and get it turned around for me.

First job off the farm was at a skating rink handing out dates and djing when the regular dj was off. Made $2 an hour

You driving the tractor reminds me of when I broke my arm. The neighbor was in a rush to get the hay up before he went out of town so Seedy was helping. I was pretty useless as a 5 year old but could sit on the tractor steering it straight while they picked up the bales. Good times.
 

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Married a couple of girls I worked with there, still with the second one all these years later.
Glad you clarified...first part of that sentence had me thinking you married two at the same time.

Big kahunas there buddy.;)
 

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You driving the tractor reminds me of when I broke my arm. The neighbor was in a rush to get the hay up before he went out of town so Seedy was helping. I was pretty useless as a 5 year old but could sit on the tractor steering it straight while they picked up the bales. Good times.

Wait, what?

What's going on here?

CD and Seedy are husband and wife, correct? But somehow CD was hanging out with Seedy when she was 5 and they both had the same neighbor.



Was this in West Virginia or something???

Alex.
 

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Wait, what?

What's going on here?

CD and Seedy are husband and wife, correct? But somehow CD was hanging out with Seedy when she was 5 and they both had the same neighbor.



Was this in West Virginia or something???

Alex.

We live in KY.
Any more questions?
 

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We live in KY.
Any more questions?


I ride the Hatfield and McCoy trails every two years or so. Often leave WV and drive over the mountain to KY and eat lunch. Not a lot of difference between the two states in the mountain areas.
 

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I ride the Hatfield and McCoy trails every two years or so. Often leave WV and drive over the mountain to KY and eat lunch. Not a lot of difference between the two states in the mountain areas.
Three states if you throw in Tenrsea.
 

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Why go across town, when you can go across the hallway?


And I believe she meant to say “she was as useless as a 5 year old” while her arm was in a cast.

Yeah, that ^
(except the hallway part)
 

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In high school, one of my best friend's dad was a big shot lawyer for Winn Dixie. During one summer of high school, he got me a job at their massive distribution center in ghetto Jacksonville. Basically you got a list from a store, then had to drive around in a reverse forklift and stack boxes of their groceries, wrap them up, then drop them off infront of the semitrailer that was going to take it to the the store.

The work never stopped. Ever. I got the 6am to 6pm shift. I was happy I didnt get the 6pm to 6am shift.

Two stories come to mind:

1) It paid $11 an hour. Which was damn good in the early 90s. Because of how I got the job, I was hated by 90% of the workers. This was a very hard to get job that these men fought and clawed their way through the Winn Dixie muck to eventually get. They knew this was just a high school job for me, but it was their livelihood.

2) There was no AC, so naturally it was hotter than hell by lunch time. You feel like you won the lottery if you were handed a card that had some things in the refrigerated section. Each aisle had a huge gatorade cooler with iced gatorade in it. One day as I taking a second to get a drink, I finally see the guy who's job it was to refill these coolers. He looked like Santa Clause. But in denim overalls and no shirt. He filled the cooler with tap water from a hose. Dumped a bag of ice in it. Dumped a container of powder gatorade in it. Stirred the entire thing with what looked like the wooden handle to a broom. Then proceeded to "dry" the broom handle by sliding it under his bare armpit. In typing this story..... I bet that sick fuch was Cooter.
 
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