As a young teenager, on Saturday nights I would babysit kids in my neighborhood. I won’t say what year it was, but the #1 song on the Billboard charts was “Stayin’ Alive” by the Bee Gees. (I still get up and dance every time I hear it. And I know you do too!) And the #1 movie - I’ll give you a hint - one of the main character’s nicknames is the same as my favorite Chicago Cub’s last name.
75 cents per hour was the going rate. On grid-lined paper I would chart my earnings, hour by hour. (Don’t worry… I was still keeping an eye on the kids.) As each hour passed, I’d add to the bar representing my pay. After the kids were asleep, I’d watch Love Boat followed by Fantasy Island. (The plane! The plane!) I’d call my friends (on a rotary phone) who were also babysitting and we’d gossip.