Hey, do most of the companies allow someone to do a shop who is 16 or 17? I know that age restrictions are specified in the actual shop listings, but most of the time there isn't anything denoting the person has to be an adult. I have a profile on about 20 sites and before I forward them all to my niece, I thought I might question the forum to see if specific companies are more likely to allow a teenager to do the shops than others.

Many compliance shops REQUIRE 16 and 17 year olds.

99% of shops require you to be 18 and up. In order to do an underage compliance shop, you have to be registered with an adult partner.

I think that's in the ICAs when you register, too.

The 16 & 17 year olds need and adult shopper with them, I think. Until one is 18 years, they can't legally enter into a contract, which is what we do when we accept a shop. Another difference between being a contractor vs employee.

Sutter Marketing currently seeking 17 year olds.

Yes, but it specifically states they must be accompanied by an adult companion. In my state, they are looking for 18 to 27 year olds for tobacco compliance, but in Nebraska and a few other states they want 17 year olds with an adult companion.

@ceasesmith wrote:

Sutter Marketing currently seeking 17 year olds.

Requires an adult shopper to sign up as well.

Have been seeing less jobs after turning 81......it's o.k., I get it, most think I should be in a home, but good genes help....still under 18 and over 81 puts the two in same situation.....so, I'll be going to San Francisco Tuesday, and Chicago in Aug......no home for this one.

No, Irene, turning 81 does not mean you need to be in a home, not even assisted living. My mom drove, worked, and lived on her own right up until her passing at 88 (she would have lived a lot longer if they hadn't prescribed a bad antibiotic for a UTI that she had an allergic reaction to). Her little sister is having her 90th birthday party at the end of the month. She is sound of mind and still lives alone, too.

I think you will be fine in a nice condo or somewhere else that's comfortable. Enjoy your trip to N CA!! When you go to Chicago, is that the big move or just a visit for now?

Thanks Jas...you made me feel good, Chicago is my annual B-day visit...still have to sell house before the move.
Things have been slow with the fourth, should pick up. My Mothers side all lived to be in their late 90's and very sound of mind. Sometimes I have to remind myself of my age, as living in CA, old is 49...

I thought 80 was the new 60 in our day and age with healthcare advancements and such.

Let's hope you don't move until after winter is over. Moving from California to Chicago in the middle of winter would be a hard adjustment to make. It would be better to have several months so you can gradually and naturally adjust the way the locals do there. I know I hate seeing winter come and it takes me all fall to get used to the idea, LOL!

No, I will rent here in L.A. closer to my friends for a year while deciding on final move. I agree 80 is the new 60, or so I'm told, I don't look my age, that's a family law. Would never move to Chicago (if I do) in the winter, no Dementia here.....it's 80% and beautiful.



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It's often hard to get young people to do age compliance shops. Many of them don't want to "rat" someone out or get someone in trouble because they didn't get carded. I went with my stepdaughter to do those tobacco compliance shops when she was a teenager and she only did 4 of them before cancelling the rest. Even though the money was better than her minimum wage job and I drove her around to do them, she just felt terrible about it.

@JASFLALMT wrote:

It's often hard to get young people to do age compliance shops. Many of them don't want to "rat" someone out or get someone in trouble because they didn't get carded. I went with my stepdaughter to do those tobacco compliance shops when she was a teenager and she only did 4 of them before cancelling the rest. Even though the money was better than her minimum wage job and I drove her around to do them, she just felt terrible about it.

My daughter was the same way .

My son, on the other hand, was happy to bust people that sold cigarettes to children.

She's a really cute girl and the young male sales associates were so glassy-eyed and giddy that they didn't card her. They got reprimanded for sure, if not fired.

My mother was at home, cooking her own meals, gardening, etc, until 72 hours before she passed at age 84 from cancer. (No symptoms until it was too late. But, also, no pain until the very, very last when the residential hospice angels cared for her so tenderly.)

If they carded the underage drinkers they should be reported but that is usually done by the cops.

@JASFLALMT wrote:

She's a really cute girl and the young male sales associates were so glassy-eyed and giddy that they didn't card her. They got reprimanded for sure, if not fired.

Everyone that sold to my son got fired. Sorry not sorry. They all were male as well.

My daughter did the “take your teen to the movies” jobs. Nobody sold to her. (Kids aren’t stupid. They all know that they can buy any ticket on the app if they aren’t 17.)

Irene, my mom lived on her own until she was 93. I convinced her to move to a senior residence (not a home but they provided meals in a very nice restaurant with several choices and a huge salad bar and they came in and changed sheets and cleaned), She loved it there as she ate better than the small batch meals she had been making for herself and also was surrounded by people her age who were intelligent and motivated. It had been getting difficult for her since she did not drive any longer and her apt building was full of young folks who smiled and were friendly but not friend material. This place had community college classes on site. Everyone was up on politics etc and discussing such at meals. She did not want to ask her friends before to go anywhere as they always insisted on going out of their way and picking her up even though she was fine with taking the bus and it made her feel bad. None of them were "old" friends as she had been living here only a few years.

By the way, I was just sent an age compliance shop email where the upper age limit for a guest or me was 50! I thought it was a typo from 30 which is generally the upper limit but was assured by the scheduler that 50 was correct. I guess 50 is the new 30.

I am familiar with different homes, having put my sister in a private one that I evaluated. I have done many assisted living homes, am familiar with the Jewish home here in the Valley and know many that sold their homes, to go in, the cost is now $3500 for a room. I'm not ready and like to be with the diversity of age, not wheelchairs. Some are happy with being cared for, I love to cook and not a fan (at this time). Independence has been my middle name, take that away and I lose my freedom, will go if I have to, not because I want to. I walk with many younger than myself, climb my three levels without a problem, I know this will change, but I still have a lot of living to do. People there tend not to complain, they adjust and I know are well cared for, but.....only oneself knows what they are comfortable with, only people that aren't there recommend it. Sore subject for me.,,,my daughter and I both feel, if I went in I'd go downhill quickly.

I must say, isn't that the best way to go? Not knowing, just live your life to the fullest and then, when the time comes and you start feeling bad, it's time.

@walesmaven wrote:

My mother was at home, cooking her own meals, gardening, etc, until 72 hours before she passed at age 84 from cancer. (No symptoms until it was too late. But, also, no pain until the very, very last when the residential hospice angels cared for her so tenderly.)

@Irene_L.A. wrote:

I am familiar with different homes, having put my sister in a private one that I evaluated. I have done many assisted living homes, am familiar with the Jewish home here in the Valley and know many that sold their homes, to go in, the cost is now $3500 for a room. I'm not ready and like to be with the diversity of age, not wheelchairs. Some are happy with being cared for, I love to cook and not a fan (at this time). Independence has been my middle name, take that away and I lose my freedom, will go if I have to, not because I want to. I walk with many younger than myself, climb my three levels without a problem, I know this will change, but I still have a lot of living to do. People there tend not to complain, they adjust and I know are well cared for, but.....only oneself knows what they are comfortable with, only people that aren't there recommend it. Sore subject for me.,,,my daughter and I both feel, if I went in I'd go downhill quickly.

Irene, you've got a long way to go and lots of roads to travel before you are 93! My mom went to Morocco and slept in her first tent out in the dessert at 90. At 95 we went to Disneyland and she went on about 80% of the rides and loved it.

Your Mom was great, I love her and her spirit.

That's so amazing.

@sandyf wrote:

My mom went to Morocco and slept in her first tent out in the dessert at 90. At 95 we went to Disneyland and she went on about 80% of the rides and loved it.

@JASFLALMT wrote:

That's so amazing.

@sandyf wrote:

My mom went to Morocco and slept in her first tent out in the dessert at 90. At 95 we went to Disneyland and she went on about 80% of the rides and loved it.

Of course this was some sort of upscale tent with a solid floor and cots in it. She did have to walk outside to go to the outhouse they set up and knowing my mom she would have had to do that in the middle of the night! The tour she was on carted all this folded up tents and latrines out to the dessert with them and put them up onsite. At least that is what she told me but perhaps they already had the foundations and went to the same spot every time....Who carried the tents???truck or camel?
And Disneyland! By that time she was living in the residence and all her friends there for months afterwards would ask me why I dragged my 95 year old mother to Disneyland. I think they were secretly jealous. My response to them was reminding them how she was talking for months about how much she enjoyed it. Her favorite was Pirates of the Caribbean. She had not seen all those modern special effects before. My friend even told the ride staff on one of the rides it was her 95th birthday and when we got back to the station on the long train of cars before they let everyone out they asked them all to sing happy birthday to her. She was thrilled and surprised and so was I.

The year before my mother passed away, I took her on a trip to places she had always wanted to go but never was able to for one reason or another. I flew her up from Florida to Ohio, then drove to Niagara Falls, Ontario (only 4 hours from where I live) for 2 nights and stayed in a room on the 30th floor (the hotel only had 32 floors I think) overlooking the falls (can't remember if it was the Marriott or Hilton). She had never been to see the falls before, so she sat at the little table by the window just staring, mesmerized, as we sipped wine and ate dinner. The falls light up at night. I gave her the bed by the window and she couldn't even pay attention to her book, she was so captivated by the view. The next day we did all the sightseeing stuff, Horatio Hornblower, Butterfly Conservatory, etc. and had dinner at a nice restaurant. We checked out and went to Niagara on the Lake (about 20 miles North on Lake Ontario) and checked into a B&B for a few days at a lovely old mansion that was built in the early 1800s. They have a theater there and we went and saw a play, which was surprisingly good. We went to the vineyards and did some wine tasting, then came back to the house and walked through the town, which was just lovely. Then we drove to visit my niece in NY who lives 2 hours from NYC to visit with her and her new baby, my mom's great-grandson she had never met. We all went to Atlantic City and checked into a Wyndham (I am a timeshare owner) for a few nights near the boardwalk. My sister who works for the state department flew in from New Delhi, India, to surprise mom. We walked, shopped, and ate on the boardwalk. That night my Mom, sister, and I went to the casinos and my mom won $350 on slot machines, she was so tickled! We all went to Massachusetts to the Berkshires (another timeshare) for a few days, then back to my niece's house, where we took a train into NYC and checked into a historic hotel in Manhattan (my niece and her son stayed home). We did the carriage ride in Central Park, went to the statue of Liberty, etc. before going back to my niece's house and saying goodbye. After that, Mom, sis and I went to the Cape Cod area. I had rented a little cottage by the mouth of a river where we watched the boats sail by every morning and at sunset. We went whale watching, shopping, ate at some great restaurants, and more. My sister flew back to New Delhi and mom and I drove back to Ohio. Mom slept for about 14 hours when we got back to Ohio, LOL. She flew back to Florida a few days later. It took me 8 months to save up enough money to take her on that trip (my sister helped pay for half of it). I am so glad I got to do that for her before she died.

Geesh, I forgot to mention we went to Plymouth Rock and to Boston, too...it really was a great adventure!

OMG you two, Sandy and Jas.....what a thrill for your Mom's and how nice for you to have those memories, I have chills.....who wants to be my daughter...