My daddy was a commercial fisherman it made me respect self sufficiency and being able to feed yourself. It also brought me so close to him he’d be gone for a few days to a week at a time and then home I remember getting so happy I couldn’t control myself when he was coming home!
My dad is a farmer. Like you I learned self sufficiency and also perseverance through adversity (with a positive attitude). And let’s not forget about the hard work ethic that I learned/have. My mom was a stay at home mom until my siblings left / I was in middle school, then she went back to work keeping books for various businesses while going back to school to get her bachelors degree (a life long dream she had). She was the reason my siblings and I went to and received our college degrees (we were the first in our families to ever get them). I most likely wouldn’t have gone if she hadn’t enforced good grades and consistently told us we were going to college. We didn’t have a lot (monetarily speaking) but was rich with life experiences….. and I worked at every odd job imaginable growing up so I could fix and own a car and have spending money to hang with friends and girlfriends.
My dad was a driver from the time I was a baby till I was 4 years old.
My mom was always a stay at home mom and had a few little gigs here and there from being a bank teller to eventually doing tax preparation seasonally
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My mom works with kids, mostly preschoolers. I got to be her assistant up until age 12 so I taught little kids how to read and write and so on. I enjoyed being a good influence to them and some referred to me as their big sis. Some went so far as to wish I was their mom. Honestly it just made me more baby crazy. Then it didn't help that some parents trusted my mom so much that she became some of the kids after school/overnight sitter. There was like a new kid practically living with us every other week (about 3 days at a time) because they had parents who couldn’t be bothered to give them attention. The kids would go on vacations with us, grocery shopping, family reunions, and so on. Despite some being different races, sometimes we’d be asked by clerks “Wheres your other child today?” I honestly felt like a parent very early on as I helped to care for the kids and their infant siblings who would sometimes stay over as well. And mind you my mom was so nice that she was keeping these kids for free a lot of the time. The parents would just bring the carseats up to the school and expect them to go home with us if the parent had to work late. I had to help feed them, teach them, change them, tuck them in and so on. It was a great experience for about 10 years. I’d love to experience that again but preferably with my own kids. Other ppls kids are little badasses now a days…. As for My dad, he works in retail management. I hate retail and I’m not the biggest fan of the man either
My mother worked in the front office of my high school as an administrator my dad worked in a warehouse.
How did it effect me. My momma kept an eye on me so i was a perfect angel in school🤣
I saw my pops get to be assistant manager at the warehouse. They kept hire incompetent white general managers to run it. They would fire them have my dad successfully run it inbetween each hiring, and tell him how it never ran so smoothly. He apply for the position and they would hire or promote another white general manager to run it, and fail and get fired. He would once again run it successfully and they would hire another white man to run it unsuccessfully. Someone in Hr told my father recently they heard the owners when asked about my father running the warehouse say he would rather burn it to the ground than let a black man run it.
It helped me get a realization of how we came a long way, but we still have more work to do. Also realized to be loyal to yourself, not a company because the company will never be loyal to you
My mom is working in a old people's home. She is working her ass off, she is risking her own health, with awful work hours... on top her salary is awfully low.
Growing up it was just us two, she had to pay for our living and lawyer debts we made cause of my father, so she also worked in a restaurants kitchen on the weekends, went to two big houses to clean in the morning and excepted every other job under the hand... so when I was a kid into my teens I maybe got to see my mom 4 times a week... if I was lucky. I already had to be independent with just 6 years. and I think with like 8 I started to take care of the household until I moved out a year ago.
My biological father was a lazy bastard, probably never worked one day in his stupid life.
My stepfather (in my life since I'm 8) is a lazy egoistical men, dreaming of one day becoming rich, while he was unemployed most of the time and now finally got a job at a gas station.
From him I only took with me that I am not willing to date a dude who can't provide for himself to start with lol
Dad was a doctor. Even though I decided that wasn't for me at an early age, the respect he received in his profession and the success he had gave me the courage to do what needed to be done in my own career to achieve success and a sense that nothing was impossible if I worked hard and smart. I think that a successful male role model in a father is especially important for boys growing up. Without that they have no vision of what is possible. The profession is not as important as the role model it provides.
Both engineers. Cold. And unempathetic.
I recently went to the ER for a medical emergency. I called my parents just as a courtesy, to let them know what was happening.
They told me "root cause" of my problem was because I "exist". It is time for me to accept im on a downward decline and i deserve what i get.
My dad is a construction worker and my mom is a housewife.
If I'm completely honest, it made me not wanna work at all, because I see how he breaks his back and has nothing to show for it. Well, I take that back, I can work but on my own terms. I'm not gonna have some prick boss telling me whether or not I can go on a 2 week holiday. He can play by MY rules or find someone else.
Mother was an unemployment benefits check collector and watched TV and blamed everybody and the government and the hands, that feed her.
Father was doing a computer system engineer internship/job for 1000€ a month. Abusive Pussy whipped loser can't say no to my mother but thinks everything can be solved by violence.
They relocated to another country, that doesn't have any unemployment benefits. On top of that to a poor village where there are not even toilets or jobs.
I do not live or speak with either of them. I moved to Germany in a big city in 2022 and work here.
My father was a fisher man but has worked in a candy factory for about 20 years now.
My mother is on pension, threw her back out during her pregnancy with me + mental illnesses. I was the youngest of 4 siblings - my mother a single parent, meant growing up in a low resource household.
My dad was an accountant. My mom studied computer programming (In the 70's! She was a pioneer). She stoped working to become a full time mother until later in her life where she worked as an office girl until she could retire.
My dad taught me about work ethic and doing things right. My mom taught me to treat people with respect at work. Very grateful to both of them!
My dad is a truck driver been that over 20 years. My mom was a lazy bum who hardly worked cause she felt to entitled to work when things got better financially in life.
Both my parents where High School teachers one taught math the other was Special Education for students who had learning difficulties. At my age still falling short of a 4 College degree.
Doctor, professor, programmer. I was raised rich. I followed my passion. Now I am in the medical field (billing and coding) and my sister is in the education field (highschool teacher).
My mum worked in our local Post Office and my father was a Postman. You could say I followed his foot steps but it was better than walking the streets
Jobs didn't effect me
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