But…but…but..that really sucks. I get it. You want your kids to focus on school, but working also builds character. It also puts money in your empty pockets. I understand why parents would not want kids to work though. School is important. I say if the kiddies can’t work, then teach them finances and show them the bills and what you invest in so that they know what to do and how to save when they finally do start working.

That’s just my 2 cents ?

xoxo Miriam

Totally agree. I had so many friends that worked at shoes stores and food places in order to pay for their cars, that I knew I wanted my own money too. Making my own money taught me responsibility, budgeting, and the value of a $1. I do not take that for granted.

Thanks, Miriam

I too worked as a teenage waitress age age 17 making $2.00 an hour + tips. I wrote all about it in a blog post called Lipstick Confessions: Confessions of a Teenage Waitress. Unlike Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Family Matters or Boy Meets World, working as a waiter/waitress was harder than it looks. Yes, I loved TGIF growing up as a kid. However, I never forgot those life lessons along the way. That was my inspiration for saving more money towards my journey of becoming financially free.

xoxo Miriam ?

May be an Asian thing with the focus on education. Then again my immigrant parents had been through one of my elder siblings dropping out of college after a year and half and another getting a two year degree with both ending up working in my Dad’s business before I got my shot at college. In hindsight it’s hard to blame my father that his attitude was I may as well forgo attempting college and just go work with him right out of high school since I’d end up working for him anyway. Didn’t help me that one night during my senior year when he’d had too much to drink and seriously pushed the issue on me at the dinner table in front of the whole family causing my teenage hormones to act up so I told him it would be a cold day in hell when I asked him for a job. Yeah, that pretty much guaranteed no financial help for college from Dad. Luckily between some scholarships and aid I was able to pay for the local university and buy a beater car to get me there that also allowed me to work for gas, spending money, and insurance. I will say, despite the struggles, I never gave up on the degree or getting a job with it because I’d be damned if I’d let my Dad get in an “I told you so.” In the end it worked out for the best. Oh, and the phone thing. Our house phone was the business phone as well, so when friends would call for me if I wasn’t in eye sight and my Dad answered, when they asked if I was there he would just say “No!” and hang up on them. It became something of running joke among my friends, but it did screw with young love and job call backs.

Hawaii will be after Junior goes off to college. I think stability is good for kids.

Now that I have a daughter I may have to assess whether she should get a job or not

I applied to…it was either Purple Cow or T Pump..Quickly’s was too cheap and I didn’t want to stand behind a crap product LOLOL (really)