{"id":1117,"date":"2012-02-07T02:00:32","date_gmt":"2012-02-07T10:00:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/add-vodka.com\/?p=1117"},"modified":"2015-08-04T12:47:41","modified_gmt":"2015-08-04T19:47:41","slug":"the-robin-hood-conundrum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/add-vodka.com\/the-robin-hood-conundrum\/","title":{"rendered":"The Robin Hood Conundrum"},"content":{"rendered":"
When I was 15, I got a job in food prep at a fast food restaurant in my small town. I worked part time to fund my teenage escapades; movies, vending machine lunches, hot pink jeans, the like.<\/p>\n
Having a job at 15 is a great experience. I met many wonderful people that I wouldn\u2019t have otherwise had to opportunity to meet, and I learned a little bit, if not much, of financial responsibility.<\/p>\n
I would have rather had worked for a retail clothing store, but the town I lived in had few. The ones that did exist were tiny, and fully staffed with retirees or stay at home moms with plenty of work experience in that sort of thing.<\/p>\n
This is the way it was for many people, particularly students, in my town. The job options were limited, so<\/p>\n