Between my Senior Year of HS and college, I worked for our school district on the "paint crew" which was where a bunch of us went to the elementary/middle and HS to paint classrooms, hallways, the football snack shack, and such that needed attention. It wasn't hard work, but it was just a nice way to learn a skill, work with other people/ classmates my age, listen to the radio (yes, the radio on a boombox), and just have this low stress few months before life changed.
Additionally, it isn't that I didn't appreciate it before, but that also made me truly appreciate the work that service workers, maintenance crews and all the "behind the scenes" jobs folks do that don't get enough praise.
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In my 1898 era
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