My first "legal" job was when I was 16 and worked at a local hardware store, for this 30-something-year-old wussy momma's boy and his father and bitch mother. He fired me when he learned I was quitting, what a bugger. But before that, I had a "job" tossing around bales of hay, stacking, etc. for this guy who runs a buffalo farm. $6 an hour cash wasn't bad for a 15-year-old, I suppose, especially when I got all the time I could.