In my early teens, I was a janitor. In high school, I got up early to deliver to accounts that required early service.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was 12 years old when I had my first job, delivering packages.
My first job, 9 years old, part-time, was selling Christmas cards door-to-door. Ten years old, my brother and I had paper routes. We delivered a morning paper called the 'L.A. Examiner.' Get up at 4 o'clock, fold your papers, deliver them and get ready for school.
I had a job since I was old enough to work - since I was, like, 14.
I was working probably at the age of 10, when I had my first paper route. I had every different kind of job you could possibly imagine as a young kid.
I used to work at a hotel. I was the order-taker for room service. My mom worked at the hotel as an accountant.
I left school when I was 14 to work in kitchens.
When I was 15, I got a job at the first Hollister that opened up.
My first job was when I was about 12, cleaning houses in the afternoons for different elderly women in town. I hated it.
I started working when I was 13, picking up trash, bagging ice.
In my teens, I worked as an aide in my community supervising and mentoring youth in various programs and delivering lunches to needy students.