When I was a little 1, I was always trying to know of ways to make money, i would mow the grasss for everybody I could in the village, and of course I had to factor the cost of my time and the cost of gas, so people paid me a adequate amount of money.
It always depended on the size of people’s yards too of course.
I never took on a job that I couldn’t handle though. Then when I finally was able to talk my neighbor into letting me mow his grass, he told me I was overcharging, however he haggled with me on the price and I finally agreed when he said he would let me come have some ice cream. I thought that was a superb deal because it was way boiling outside and my parents didn’t usually let me have freezing treats love that. I also appreciated the fact that he had his air conditioning system cranked up! All of us ended up working out a deal that I could come back and take care of the grass when it needed mowing for the same deal. I would get to relax in the air conditioning with an ice-freezing treat and get paid a little bit of money. The money was basically just to help cover the cost of gas that I had to use for the grass mower. I ended up becoming pretty superb friends with the neighbor. He was an elderly gentleman and he had some of the most interesting stories I have ever heard. He was a Veteran and he told me about stuff that I truly shouldn’t have heard, but I feel he felt the need to tell somebody, and so long as the a/c was cranked, I was cheerful to listen.