My first job was scooping ice cream. Man, on a hot Saturday they'd be lined up 12 deep and I'd work my butt off for minimum wage (still, all the ice cream I could eat, although that wore thin after about a month).
My brother-in-law works at a golf course for 6 months or so every year working on the greens and tees. It's pretty hard work but he enjoys it and gets to golf anytime for free (as long as the course isn't too crowded that is). Then he goes on unemployment for the rest of the year and starts the cycle again. Must be nice! Spends the winter watching movies and the summer working outside. But then he lives somewhere where they have nasty winters and I live in perpetual spring-like weather, so I guess I can't complain.
We've got a golf course on the other side of our dead-end road - beautiful course - too bad I can't afford to play there too often
