In 1996, I took a job with a seafood company in Seattle to work on a processing vessel. We were flown to the middle of the Bering Sea to a little group of islands called the Pribilof Islands. For 5 weeks I processed crab for 12-14 hours a day 6 days a week. The closest I've ever come to losing my marbles.
4 more years!
But you came home with a lot of marbles.
Injection molding machine operator.
Y.T.S car mechanic after leaving school, for 12 months. I went from top garage in my home town to scrap yard car breaker in less than 6 months, in which it was my job to break down old rovers and resell parts. It was a true shit hole. I hated every minute of it. I even got the sack form that place because of my mechanical incompetence.
I really was not cut out for that job.
Those that want to read whatever they can want all freedoms, but have to understand they can have freedom, but it must be within the law.
Shit as in soul destroying- a boiler room operation in BKK for 2 weeks, I was cold calling. Paid US$100 cash. Wanted me to work Songkran. Never turned up.
Shit as in real hard work- rolling up 10km of 3ply powerline, by hand, in 35-40C+ heat, through long grass, for my dad.
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock'n'roll band
I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand
Bumping threads on a Thai travelling website discussion area, used to get 50 Baht per comment, averaged about 14k a month, on top of my teaching job, did it for about 7 months, hard work making up shit about stuff I usually knew bugger all about, had a list of 20 imaginary usernames and passwords.
When I was in America a guy told me to 'have a nice day' but I didn't, so I sued him
^ you do that on here don't you?
Data entry. 8 mind-numbing hours a day of typing numbers from invoices into a computer.
Do you have coke?
"Always forgive your enemies -- Nothing annoys them so much !"
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My word job:
Have to think here....I think it was when I worked at a mall mini-take place that only made....French Fries. That was it. It was at the Bellis Fair Mall in Bellingham, WA.
The only negative was that it smelled like grease from frying the chips. Grease and stink.
I also got a job washing dishes at a restaurant in Bellingham, but did it for one shift, and never went back again, and didn't even want my pay. It was really that bad of a job. I tried it out; I didn't like it.
And third place was.....Burger King when I was 17. I wrote a story about it in the "famous thread" sections here on AJ.
The pay for processing crab is crap. But like I said, you have no place to spend it while you're on the boat, so you leave there with a decent wedge.
Selling bogroll for an industrial cleaning supplies company.
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