At 18 I was looking for extra money.
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Turning 18 was a big event for me. It was time to prepare for the future. Less relying on my parents' wealth and begin earning money myself. I was a senior in high school about to start in Berkeley the following year. A part-time job would be a good start. I didn't know where to begin.
One evening I was shopping at Trader Joe's and noticed a small card near the front door. It said, 'Looking for a reliable person to cut the grass in North Berkeley Hills once a week. Interested? Call me at this number 510-.......'
I grabbed the card and put it in my pocket. Later, at home, I looked at it again and dialed the number. A woman's voice with a light German accent answered, "Hello, this is Helga. Who are you, and what can I do for you?"
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