So I go in to work this morning expecting to be doing the same thing I always do. Except that last night it snowed quite a bit and then turned to ice. So the parking lot for our building was covered in ice. That said...
I get to work like 20 min late due to weather and when I walk in the door, my boss is holding a shovel and says to me, "Guess what you get to do today?"
No shit...I got to shovel our entire parking lot. I'm not surprised about it, nor am I even irritated about it. I think it is flat out hilarious...Do you know *any* other person who could walk into work on any given day (I am talking business-like professions here, I am supposed to be talking on a phone and using customer databases all day) and expect to be given a task like weeding the company sign out front, mowing the lawn, or shoveling a manufacturing plant's parking lot?
I submit that you do not.
This might sound like complaining, but trust me...it isn't
So your dad handed you a shovel and told you to go use it?
Aren't you used to that by now??
Aren't you used to that by now??
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Actually, I never shovel at home...that is what my parents had Typhus for.
And just to clarify, yes my father is ONE of my bosses, but not the big boss...
And thanks zannon, you just cost me any and all street cred I ever had.
/cry
And just to clarify, yes my father is ONE of my bosses, but not the big boss...
And thanks zannon, you just cost me any and all street cred I ever had.
/cry
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You never had any to begin with so don't worry about it.Del'tar Chagas wrote: And thanks zannon, you just cost me any and all street cred I ever had.
/cry

I can't say I've ever had to do anything like that in a business environment but I have had to do some pretty crappy stuff in my past jobs.
My first real job was working at an miniature golf/go-cart/arcade place called Haunted Trails in Joliet, IL. I was in High School at the time and I thought it would be cool and fun to work in such a place. Boy was I REALLY REALLY wrong.
Some of my jobs included:
- Working the ticket counter exchanging prizes for tickets from the game. Mix in a couple hundred little kids and you have yourself a big steaming pot of hell-on-earth stew
- Working the batting cages. This meant climbing a ladder that was outdated in the 20's to unjam Flintstone-type-technology conveyor belt while dogging balls coming through the holes in the safety net.
- Putting on wading boots and climbing into the pool in the golf course to fetch the balls and sometimes even clubs people "lose" into the pond. Needless to say the wading boots were not as tall as the depth of the pool and I walked around in big water balloons the whole time.
- Painting the inside of the Haunted Houses on the golf course. Things to note; the houses were minatures with barely any room to move inside wh ile you painted AND these houses spoke when a ball was hit into them and it just so happens my ear was next to the speaker the whole time while golfer after golfer got to step up and get an added bonus watching the golf course employee go deaf every time.
Thats just skimming the top. That job was worse than being Hilter's body double.
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Actually he made you sleep in the attic. As did Zan's parents.Skarr wrote:suck it up wussy
my dad makes me sleep in a closet
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ok yeah I guess that's actually trueX'an Shin wrote:Actually he made you sleep in the attic. As did Zan's parents.Skarr wrote:suck it up wussy
my dad makes me sleep in a closet
I know tekla makes x'an sleep in the doghouse quite often

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Truth be told, it was a haunted attic.X'an Shin wrote:Actually he made you sleep in the attic. As did Zan's parents.Skarr wrote:suck it up wussy
my dad makes me sleep in a closet
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you can't handle the truth!Zannon wrote:Truth be told, it was a haunted attic.X'an Shin wrote:Actually he made you sleep in the attic. As did Zan's parents.Skarr wrote:suck it up wussy
my dad makes me sleep in a closet
all the scary noises and moaning were echoing from your parent's bedroom,from all the intercourse they were having...
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Get an degree in english, or even better.. a G.E.D.
The job opportunities will come pouring in.

The job opportunities will come pouring in.


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Ekade, I will one up your English degree yielding job offers...
Get one in psychology like I did...and then be told by the social security office that, "You are not among the more qualified applicants for this position, and as such, your application will not be forwarded to the hiring official at this time."
What position was this that I foolheartedly applied for? Telephone service representative... the non bilingual position. Ignore the fact that I graduated with a 3.3 GPA, worked a year in a psych lab where I had to talk to complete strangers about things they didn't understand, and the 6 years of experience I have working in a nearly entirely spanish speaking working environment with people from multiple levels of Socioeconomic status...guess those just weren't the qualifications they were looking for in an elite position that garners a whopping 28k a year.
Man, what was I thinking? Shooting for the stars like that.
please note...my first post in this thread was not a complaint. THIS post, however, is.
Get one in psychology like I did...and then be told by the social security office that, "You are not among the more qualified applicants for this position, and as such, your application will not be forwarded to the hiring official at this time."
What position was this that I foolheartedly applied for? Telephone service representative... the non bilingual position. Ignore the fact that I graduated with a 3.3 GPA, worked a year in a psych lab where I had to talk to complete strangers about things they didn't understand, and the 6 years of experience I have working in a nearly entirely spanish speaking working environment with people from multiple levels of Socioeconomic status...guess those just weren't the qualifications they were looking for in an elite position that garners a whopping 28k a year.
Man, what was I thinking? Shooting for the stars like that.
please note...my first post in this thread was not a complaint. THIS post, however, is.
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Psychology was my first major.. LOL. Luckily I dropped that for computerscience/business. (Though nowadays that is iffy too)
Of course now and then I look at the "dumb kid" who took 5 years to graduate high school.. and the electronic appliance delivery service company he owns.. the 20 hours of week he "works".. and his huge house.. and the fat pile of cash he makes.. and I wonder.
Of course now and then I look at the "dumb kid" who took 5 years to graduate high school.. and the electronic appliance delivery service company he owns.. the 20 hours of week he "works".. and his huge house.. and the fat pile of cash he makes.. and I wonder.
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Hey now no reason to call anybody dumb for takin five years in high school
especially since it took me five years damnit
especially since it took me five years damnit
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Well, I didnt start school till I was 23 (4 years in the Navy), and graduated this past summer with a 3.6 GPA (Associates in network security). 4 months after graduation I now have a job as the support specialist for a mid-atlantic cafeteria chain not to mention my own part-time computer business that earns me almost 3x the hourly rate of my full time job...and the full time pay is damn good
Everyone in my highschool class figured I'd fail, and I get to see 80% of those when the 1st shift lets out at the local textile plant which is also going out of business...and yes I get to justifiably laugh my ass off every day. Unlike those future bread-line occupants, I actually pulled my head out of my ass and did something with my life...instead of waiting for mom and pop to die, have 5 kids by 21 (yes we have alot of these in rural NC), or just figure that status-quoe was all good.
That other 20% were my friends or people I didnt know. Of my three good friends, one of em owns the largest private moving company in the area, and the other has spent 7 years in the Navy. I'd call that success stories

Everyone in my highschool class figured I'd fail, and I get to see 80% of those when the 1st shift lets out at the local textile plant which is also going out of business...and yes I get to justifiably laugh my ass off every day. Unlike those future bread-line occupants, I actually pulled my head out of my ass and did something with my life...instead of waiting for mom and pop to die, have 5 kids by 21 (yes we have alot of these in rural NC), or just figure that status-quoe was all good.
That other 20% were my friends or people I didnt know. Of my three good friends, one of em owns the largest private moving company in the area, and the other has spent 7 years in the Navy. I'd call that success stories

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Having to do labor work while at a professional job? Yep, that sounds like something right up my alley!
I work in a law office because I'm contemplating going to law school. In fact, I'm going to get those applications out next month. Well, it's a total patronage job because someone owed someone a favor, and giving me the job at the law office was the favor. So, I go into work every day and try to kill time by walking back and forth to the kitchen/surfing the web/writing stories/sleeping in the bathroom/etc until it's time to go. Well, the bosses wife does the accounting here and she tries to mom me (she has a son a couple of years younger) and thus, she thinks I'm her kid.
On any given day, I can come into work and be a) given a trash bag and gloves and be told to go clean up the parking lot b) handed a container of Roundup because the weeds on the block and down at their other building are out of control or c) a wheelbarrel full of salt because the ice in the lot is a liability.
I work in a law office because I'm contemplating going to law school. In fact, I'm going to get those applications out next month. Well, it's a total patronage job because someone owed someone a favor, and giving me the job at the law office was the favor. So, I go into work every day and try to kill time by walking back and forth to the kitchen/surfing the web/writing stories/sleeping in the bathroom/etc until it's time to go. Well, the bosses wife does the accounting here and she tries to mom me (she has a son a couple of years younger) and thus, she thinks I'm her kid.
On any given day, I can come into work and be a) given a trash bag and gloves and be told to go clean up the parking lot b) handed a container of Roundup because the weeds on the block and down at their other building are out of control or c) a wheelbarrel full of salt because the ice in the lot is a liability.
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