Yeah, that system is bad. They put all the responsibility on a kid, probably without paying him adequately.My worst job was in the cardboard factory. I had the honor of putting the roles of freshly produced wave-cardboard away. They were still warm and the fumes of the solvent came out. I was so high on the evening of my first day, that I drove my bike in a ditch and barely got home. Quite the job the next day.I was lucky however, got a different job (distributing printing plates to the different machines) in the same factory and as far as summer holiday jobs go for teenagers this was paid very well.
Toilet cleaner in a baked beans factory .... Really !!
Quote from: Huntsman on November 13, 2017, 01:11:55 PMToilet cleaner in a baked beans factory .... Really !! Sh1tty job
No wonder you're Khornes favourite Nate
This may have been the stupidest system ever devised, I think I was even laughed at by a classmate and his father at his apartment while trying to collect the fees. Imagine yourself as a young kid ringing doorbells and praying for an answer and a payment that would rarely come...then the newspaper office would hound you for the fees, I lasted about a month and threw in the towel after one sunday when they dropped off a pile of sunday papers(which are huge in comparison to a weekday paper) that was as tall as me and you had to get your parents to drive you to the route.
Quote from: Poncho65 on May 22, 2017, 10:18:48 PM20170522_141842 by Poncho 65, on FlickrThat pic reminds me of a job I once did as a student. A plumbing supplier's copper (and maybe brass?) pipes had gotten wet so my job was to wipe them all down with kerosene or something similar. After a day doing that and inhaling all those fumes, by the evening I was constantly farting kerosene.Good thing I'm not a smoker.
20170522_141842 by Poncho 65, on Flickr
Quote from: Syncop8r on July 04, 2017, 04:51:11 AMQuote from: Poncho65 on May 22, 2017, 10:18:48 PM(Image removed from quote.)That pic reminds me of a job I once did as a student. A plumbing supplier's copper (and maybe brass?) pipes had gotten wet so my job was to wipe them all down with kerosene or something similar. After a day doing that and inhaling all those fumes, by the evening I was constantly farting kerosene.Good thing I'm not a smoker.Actually the worst of those student jobs I did was advertised as an hour's sweeping a carpark. Which sounds OK until you realise the carpark (for a local business) doubles as a favourite area for prostitutes to work their trade and what you are sweeping up is all the used condoms stuck to the paving. Plus a sanitary pad or two. Lol, Briscoes?
Quote from: Poncho65 on May 22, 2017, 10:18:48 PM(Image removed from quote.)That pic reminds me of a job I once did as a student. A plumbing supplier's copper (and maybe brass?) pipes had gotten wet so my job was to wipe them all down with kerosene or something similar. After a day doing that and inhaling all those fumes, by the evening I was constantly farting kerosene.Good thing I'm not a smoker.Actually the worst of those student jobs I did was advertised as an hour's sweeping a carpark. Which sounds OK until you realise the carpark (for a local business) doubles as a favourite area for prostitutes to work their trade and what you are sweeping up is all the used condoms stuck to the paving. Plus a sanitary pad or two.
(Image removed from quote.)That pic reminds me of a job I once did as a student. A plumbing supplier's copper (and maybe brass?) pipes had gotten wet so my job was to wipe them all down with kerosene or something similar. After a day doing that and inhaling all those fumes, by the evening I was constantly farting kerosene.Good thing I'm not a smoker.
Lol, Briscoes?
Quote from: Syncop8r on July 04, 2017, 04:51:11 AMQuote from: Poncho65 on May 22, 2017, 10:18:48 PM20170522_141842 by Poncho 65, on FlickrThat pic reminds me of a job I once did as a student. A plumbing supplier's copper (and maybe brass?) pipes had gotten wet so my job was to wipe them all down with kerosene or something similar. After a day doing that and inhaling all those fumes, by the evening I was constantly farting kerosene.Good thing I'm not a smoker.Actually the worst of those student jobs I did was advertised as an hour's sweeping a carpark. Which sounds OK until you realise the carpark (for a local business) doubles as a favourite area for prostitutes to work their trade and what you are sweeping up is all the used condoms stuck to the paving. Plus a sanitary pad or two.
Which story? Both of those happened to me.
He does not like the name parking garage, parking ramp, or parking lot.