I'm a white middle class male, get me out of here!

[m0ds]

Is it me or do certain jobs make it feel as if your brain is shrivelling up?

I remember I worked for RM once, an education software company and I was on the "production line". I stood there for 8 hours a day screwing in a few screws to a motherboard. Now I'm SURE my brain started shrinking!

My friend who was also working there came up to me and said he thought he was "going insane" lol.

We only did it for 2 days. HA!

Now, lately I've been doing some mundane jobs. Litter picking being the most obvious. Walking around a large land fill site (yes thats right, a place where everyones rubbish goes) picking up litter (have you ever seen a bigger contradiction?).

And for some reason lately I feel dumb. LOL. I mean, my brain has been switched off during the day and then can't switch on again at night its like.

Has any one else found their job isn't creative enough? We're adventure game developers not litter picking store attendant chicken farming no-one's... Are we?


m0ds

[Privateer Puddin']

yeh, schools so annoying.. :p

[c.leksutin]

you got a problem with chicken farming pal??

Truthfully, I know your pain.  I've done all mannor of useless jobs, the pinnical being the opne day I worked in a ball-bearing factory.


C.

[Pumaman]

I did data entry for a summer job once, and I'm sure my brain shrivelled up during that - sitting there for 8 hours a day typing numbers off invoices into a computer.

._.

[c.leksutin]

I once spent a month raking mud.


I'm not kidding.


C.

[Evil]

At school, I am the dumbass... Really, I fail a lot of classes... But why is it that in the class I am doing the worst in everyone always asks me questions? But it feels good to be asked for computer help.  

[m0ds]

Raking mud, eeek. LoL, think thats bad?

The other day I shovelled manure into wheel-barrows all day long.

m0ds

[Yahtzee]

I referee at a paintball place, get shot always. I created a secret electrical plug in, so I always bring my computer out there and slack off. I'm typing this message from there right now.

[rodekill]

I was a dish washer in a restaurant for two days. Worst job ever.
Second place goes to working filling orders and packing boxes in a warehouse.
8 hrs in one spot with no air-conditioning. Handling the paper all day made our hands so dry that even lotion stopped helping.
Good times.
On the other hand, doing that crappy job was what finally made me decide to go back to school.

[remixor]

I work at the Dining Commons at U.C. Berkeley, where I attend college.  It's a horrible, horrible job.  I have to clean all the shit off of filthy student's trays and sterilize them in order to recycle them back into use.  Of course since it's free food everybody takes about 329054 times more than they need and the average tray has about 95% of the food that was originally put on it when it comes down to us.  Not to mention, because of the heat-sterlization machines they use, it's about a thosand degrees in the cleaning room, and we're stuck there for five hours at a time without breaks.  It sucks.

[Goldmund]

I was hired illegaly in this translating company. They even had stacks of blank paper with a stamp and a signature of a sworn translator for us to fill in. He got some money for this "in blanco", I assume.

Anyway, one day I got a furnace manual written in english by a Taiwanese. My job was to translate it to polish.
Ah.
I still remember my favourite line:
"The controls can be."

[Squinky]

I used to change tires 12 hours a day....

[Soft, Gooey, Delicious.]

In my first year at uni, I used to do overnight shifts at macdonalds. This was friday and saturday night and then I spent the rest of the week at uni effectively jetlagged. Needless to say, I failed like a mofo.

[Timosity]

I've worked as a cleaner before when I was straight out of school, got a bit tedious but it wasn't that bad, I've worked as a courier, and that was actually quite fun.

I also worked for the government as a THC tester
or was that something else?

Now my company just closed down for a couple of months, they have to find a new premesis, and set up again before I can work there, so it looks like I'm going to have to find a new job.

I can never find a good job, and when I find one I actually like and don't mind going in every day, they fuck you over, it might come good later this year, but I'm not waiting around for 3 months to find out.

Atleast it gives me some time to work on my game fulltime for a little while, maybe I should take a holiday

[Layabout]

I work at dominos. I make pizzas for a living. And i get paid for only about 75% of the hours i actually work. I'll probably end up doing 14 hours and only get paid for 8. Whoo my life is fun...

[Gilbert]

I work for a local textbook publisher, making math books for primary school kids, and I never get paid for the extra hours I worked.

However, torturing innocent kids is always my pleasure.  

[Las Naranjas]

Laya-Not surprisingly we work the longest hours in the industrialised world outside South Korea,

And 80% of overtime is unpaid.

Surprising considering we got the 8 hour day 4 decades before most of the world.

[Timosity]

My boss just rang me up and has some more work for me before we close, but that just delays me having a holiday that I had just started planning.

oh well, it just means I'll have some more money to spend.

[Creed Malay]

I've done some shitty jobs, yeah, data entry probably being the worst. It honestly hurts to think after a shift spent typing in streams of meaningless numbers...
I've done more than one stint as a janitor, and I've devoloped an deep love of mopping floors. There's a quiet, meditative kind of quality to it that I've never found anywhere else...
A little hint if you ever have to mop floors - make sure you wring out the mop head properly. If it's too wet, you'll just end up sloshing a load of water around a small area, which isn't going to help anyone.

Damp mop is your friend
Greater coverage than wet
Always wring the head

[Magintz at school]

Yeah, I once done some writiing for an old man. He was too old to write, and too blind to read, so he told me stuff to write.

It was a page letter for one of my grandparents friends, it took 6 hours.

Every word he said, he explained th history behind it's exsistance, or what it used to be called, and saying how good we kids have got it...... then rabbiting on about the war...... i got £15 and a free lunch......


I don;t think i'll ever eat in anyone's house who is over 50 *barf*