My first job was at the Truck Stop my parents managed. My sister and I donned our dual pony tails, short-shorts, tank tops and smiles. We sat in front of the store and sold Kool Aide to the truckers. Did I mention we were only 6 and 4? And oh how we made a killing. If I had kids now, I would pimp them out to do the same thing.
In fact, here is a picture of it with some weird trucker guy touching us...ewww:
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