I got my first job when I was in kindergarten. I sold programs at the local minor league baseball park (Anchorage Glacier Pilots). They always gave me the worst gate because I was a little punk, but I made sure that everyone who walked through the gate knew that I was selling programs. “PROGRAMS! GET YOUR PROGRAMS!” Looking back, I’m most amazed that I made change at such an early age.
Later on I mowed lawns.
Even later I worked at the Anchorage Hilton barbershop shining shoes. My rent was that I had to sweep up the barbershop. I was the worst shoe shine boy ever. No one ever taught me how to shine shoes and I really sucked at it. I didn’t know it and made money anyway.
In junior high I was a janitor and vacuumed, mopped, shampooed carpets, cleaned bathrooms, etc. It was also at night (in the summers). I hated it, but I made money.
Between 11th at 12 grades I started a business selling fireworks in Anchor Point Alaska. My brother and his wife started doing the same elsewhere the next year. We became partners after that. By the time I left Alaska, we were spending over $100,000 a year on advertising. I made a good living and it put me and most of my friends who worked for us through college, but I never really got rich.
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