Monday, July 30, 2007

First job...sooooooeeeee pig!

We're talking about first jobs here at Books, Boys, Buzz. What a fun topic, eh? I can't wait to see what everyone else has to say.

My first *paying* job was on my parents' farm. We had cows, chickens, horses, cats, dogs...and pigs. Lots of pigs. My father was a mechanical engineer who after his fourth heart attack decided to become gentleman farmer. Now, have you ever seen a mechanical engineer design a farm? The man did research and read books and magazines and designed this amazing barn for our pigs. There was a section for the sows about to have babies, another section for babies when they were a little older (called feeder pigs) and other sections for the older pigs. All on pavement. See, pigs are very clean animals...unless they're put in mud. So, my engineer father put them in this high-tech situation on concrete. It was really amazing...but, the pens needed cleaning.

That's where I came in. With rubber gloves, high boots, a squeegee, and a water hose, I would spray down the...well, the pig poopie (sorry!) and squeegee it down to a trough that took it to an underground cesspool. How gross is that? Well, it was a job and it paid a whopping $2.50 per hour. Let me tell you what.

Not very glamorous, but I saved a lot of money that helped lead to my first car.

Maybe I shoul have just gone to work the drive-through at McDonald's, eh? LOL!!

So...what was your first job? How much did you get paid? Did you learn anything from it?

Marley = )
SORORITY 101: Rush
SORORITY 101: Pledge Class
May 2008

What I'm reading:
Revenge of the Homecoming Queen, by our fab Stephanie Hale


stephhale said...

Marley, that's awesome! One of my high school b/f's dad had a pig farm and I'd recognize that smell anywhere! Your dad sounds very inventive.

ps-um, i hope you like that book you're reading! :)

Me said...

Marley, you're as far from pig poopie as anyone I can imagine! Wait until I post mine on Sunday (which might be tricky, since that's when we're due to arrive in OKC). We have more in common (sorta) than we thought. =)


Heather Davis said...

Okay -- that's too funny, Marley. Wait till you read my post...



Dona Sarkar-Mishra said...

And to dream was to work on a farm one day!