I was chatting with a friend over the weekend about 'the good ol' days' of summertime in the Hudson Valley.  Think - 'high school summer vacation responsibilities' vs. 'adulting responsibilities' here people.  Man, things change drastically pretty quickly.  We got to talking about summer jobs, first jobs, general summertime in the Hudson Valley memories, and it got me to thinking, did just about everyone hate their very first job, or was it just me?

I started working as soon as I was old enough to get my working papers - is that still a thing, do people still have working papers?  Anyway, my parents were all about me getting a job and the library was hiring so off I went...

Now, the job itself wasn't half as bad as I made it out to be, but let me tell you, my parents literally had to push me out of the car when we rolled up to the front door the 2-3 days a week I actually had to work.  I did some serious dewey decimal work, put a bunch of books away, and then watched the clock until it was time to go home.

I ended up working with one of my DEAREST friends (still, 21 years later) there, but we were typical teenage girls and so they wouldn't let us work the same shifts, so we used to write notes to each other and leave them taped in random places in the library - living on the edge.

Looking back, we really did have it made, didn't we?  What I wouldn't give to live that carefree library life, even just for a few days.  I'm not going to tell you which library it was, because who knows, maybe some of our notes are still hiding behind the shelves somewhere :)

Do you remember your first part-time/summer job in the Hudson Valley, and good memories, or bad?  Spill it here!