I started multiple paper-routes at nine years old, and kept it going until I was old enough for other work. My parents couldn't afford the lavish lifestyle that I yearned to become accustomed to, so I had to do it myself. Even my friends of wealthy parentage envied my financial independence. I had Colecovision and all the accessories, ferrets, gerbils (before their cannibalism prompted my hatred for all rodents), and dropped a few zillion quarters into classic arcade cabinets. "Mom, can I have a new bike?" "No." No problem-- I bought it myself. When I didn't get what I wanted for X-mas, I'd just buy it myself. Good times, good times.