Mine was at a Mexican grocery store in Chicago, in the summer of 1993 when I was 15. It was owned by a couple who were really nice people from what I still remember, and they made me enjoy working there.
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Grew up on a farm so putting up hay, milking cows, fencing, herding, shoveling grain, plowing, raking, chickens, pigs, ducks, machine maintenance, gardening....
