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I could never work any type of grounds work as a career; let alone as a summer job. When I was in my early teens year; my Dad use to take my brother and I to work as ground keepers. My father was unemployed at the time and my Dad needed some help brother getting started with his starting business. I wanted to spend our summer doing not so productive activities. I remember when it all started.

One random summer day, my Dad brought a brand new red lawn mower with a complimenting weed whacker. We were in business, waking up early in the morning to travel to various lawns and yards to tame. We often worked in hot sun; I hated this type of work. As an individual who is allergic to cats, I was more averse to pollen. My eyes would water up and my nose became very runny. The thin bandana used to wrap around my face was always hotter than the sun and did little to protect my nostrils from inhaling dust. I suffered every time I cut grass and pollen based trees. Working my Dads trade was not my fancy, so I was determined to does some other type of work.

My Dad made it mandatory for me to do some kind of work while my brother and Dad worked grounds. I began to reach out to those who needed computer assistant. I was very fortunate to obtain a decent clientele. I had found my ideal type of summer job. Staying inside and fixing my clients machines while I could sipped on ice lemonade was much better than what I was doing prior. I thought I had a good run until my Dad made me work with him and my brother on grounds once more.The morbid experience had recycled it self.