On Thu, 14 Mar 2013 14:36:25 -0400, Meyer wrote:

On 3/14/2013 1:24 PM, F.O.A.D. wrote:

When I was a kid in New Haven, we were allowed to work some jobs (with a
work permit) after high school. I got a job two afternoons a week
working at a drug store in an "iffy" section of town. This was a small,
family owned store. I was the combination stock boy and soda fountain jerk.

Well, the drug store did a land office business selling liquor, too,
mostly cheap wine and whiskey, but it carried a reasonable variety. The
booze was on display behind the soda fountain. Turned out that selling
the booze was also part of my job. I was 15. That didn't bother me at
all.

I also sold condoms, which, as a raunchy teen-aged boy, I thought was a
hoot. At the time, there was some questionable legality about selling
birth control "devices" in Connecticut, or something like that. Anyway,
that's my memory.

I also walked about the neighborhood on deliveries, usually of
prescriptions, but sometimes I delivered booze. I remember one afternoon
I set out with a double brown bag of Four Roses whiskey, a quart of
ginger ale, and a box of condoms. The guy who answered the door and I
looked at each other and laughed. He was a regular customer who recently
had acquired a lady friend.

Thanks for sharing. It seems that you got an early start to your career
on the wrong side of the tracks, and the wrong side of the law.
I'm struggling, now, not to pity you.

Seems to be you fell out of the crib.