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I used to work for my step father when I was a teen. He owned a motor repair shop. Looking back at it, it was rather interesting - he would get these motors and have to "burn them" in a huge oven to bake all of the wires so we could pull them out, and then we would sand blast everything. Then we would rewire them, test them, paint the motor, and send it off.
My first "real job" outside of family was at a local grocery store, an A&P. I guess I was a stock boy - stocking shelves, cleaning up spills, bagging, getting shopping carts from the parking lot, etc.
My second real job was working in a restaurant. I started as a waiter, then cook, then became night manager.
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- Sarah Huckabee Sanders
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