I have not had many jobs, but currently I deliver and sort magazines to several drug stores in town. The job entails cleaning and sorting the racks, removing old magazines and putting in the new editions. Frequently, magazines fold in upon themselves and slip down where I can't see them but where they will block any new magazines I try to put in. Cleaning out the shelves results in discovering some truly weird items, including packages that have obviously been ripped open and the contents stolen. One day, after discovering I couldn't put a magazine into the highest farthest back rack, I reached in to find the blockage and touched something. Something squishy. Something wriggly. Something damp and terrifyingly *organic*. Jerking my hand back in the instinctual "Ohcrapwillitbiteme?!" manuever that's been around since cavemen started sticking their hands into dark holes, I grabbed an old magazine and proceeded to fish whatever it was out of the rack. Not, as I had feared, a dead rat, but a bizarre stretchy rubber ball covered in small tentacles. I have one of these at home, but never had it occured to me how terrifying the rubber tentacle texture could be if you didn't know what it was.
Sure, its not the most exciting job story in the world, but I'm okay with that. I've been lucky enough to have jobs where the greatest danger I face is paper cuts.

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Practically no work here. I work as a prospector during the summer, but since September, the mining industry has basically tanked, and all the junior mining companies are basically just sitting on what they have already, no more exploration until mineral and metal prices go up. So nobody wants prospectors, because nobody can afford to drill their properties after someone like me would stake their claims. Sucks especially because I got used to making real money, not your average student wages. So basically I'm just sitting here, trying not to spend too much, and working to improve my physical health and my art skills in all this spare time, getting what jobs I can when I can. Woo. Fun.

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"Boredom, Tyler. Boredom, that's what's wrong. And how do you beat boredom?-Adventure, Tyler. Adventure!"

Heh, don`t ask. I`m a coffee-shop girl. XD Tonight as I was closing the shop, the back room flooded and my boss was conveniently unavailable ... so had to clean up the mess myself. And stay late to boot. Yeah, not the best job in the world ... but ... it`ll do until I start going to University full-time *crosses fingers*
Other than that ... just retail and food service jobs, regular run-of-the-mill type stuff ... borrrring!

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Oh man! You know you have a sucky job when you sleep talk XD Shai used to work at a cheese factory - he would tell me to move cheese palates in his sleep. I found this highly amusing but also realized I had to find him another job

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As a man is, so he sees.
As the eye is formed,
such are its powers
- William Blake

omg thats so awful letting depressed kids watch a movie like that!
XDD

Your dreams sound really funny, the way you talk in your sleep about elephants and fish XD

My boyfriend says I talk in my sleep, but I don't really say anything. I just squeak and make chirping sounds XDD

I think I'm gonna get a job this summer. My mom's friend has a 2 year old granddaughter that I can babysit all summer for around $200 a week she said.

I've babysat lots of kids before, but none as young as 2. I babysat her last Monday for 4 hours, and I really wasn't prepared for it because my mom picked me up from school, drove me to therapy, then drove me right over to their house.
I'm used to being able to at least communicate with who I'm babysitting, but for the first half hour or so she just stared at me and drooled all over everything.

After she got used to me she started talking, and I had to pick her up to touch the ceiling until my arms almost gave out because she didn't understand the phrase "This is the last one" XD

After a while she was finally hungry, and I gave her some yogurt and SHE STOPPED MOVING. omg I just collapsed on the couch.

But then she came over and jumped on me cuz she thought she was a tiger.

After that she wanted to go outside and this dog came over and she played fetch for almost an hour, but then it started raining so I had to take her back inside. But when she got inside the house she walked to the back door and said "out!" and I told her it was raining, so she walked to the front door and said "out!" and I said it was raining out there too! XD

And uhm.. yeah then they came home and she fell asleep in less than 5 minutes XD

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"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity."
-Edgar Allan Poe
"There are no nudists in cold areas."
-Tsugumi Ohba

Job.....arggggg *zombie face* I don't have job since 6 months ( and NO! it's not because I don't search, but the fact is I don't have a car and I live in the middle of nowhere so it's not easy ( move, yeah but for move I need money and for have money I need a job ).

My worse job is to have work 3 summers ( probably 4 if I continue like that ) in a slaughterhouse of pork, not really because it's ugly and things like that, but the smell, it's hard and in brief, I found that boring. XD

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Fail in communication since 87

I have a pretty good one that happened just this last week.
We have to send out occupancy forms for our reverse mortgages once a year, to verify that the person with the reverse mortgage hasn't moved out. (Doing so brings the loan due and payable.) If folks fail to answer the letters, we will call them and their third party contacts, people they've said they want us to leave messages with if we can't reahc them.
Which is how I ended up with this one guy on the phone. He wanted to verify occupancy for his mother, and said he was power of attorney, which we didn't have on file. On on top of it, we'd called him at work, because that was the contact number the schmuck had given us, and he was pissed as a result. Our conversation went something like this:
Me: "She can call in to verify her occupancy."
Him: "She can't hear on the phone, and she has a caretaker that won't pick up the phone because of scammers. I'm power of attorney, I should be allowed to do this!"
"Well, we don't have your power of attorney on file. If you want to send it in, we'd need to verify the POA with the borrower."
"She can't verify that! The papers are signed anyway"
"Well, if she's incapacitated or incompetent, we'd need a note from her doctor declaring her as such."
"She's not incompetent!"
"Then she can verify the POA."
Him (annoyed and sarcastic): "Why don't you just send somebody out there to knock on the door and see if she still lives there?"
Me (because we can actually do that): Okay, I can arrange for an occupancy inspection.
Him: "Well, her caretaker's not gonna answer the door!"
By this time, I'm pissed that he's trying to cut me off at every turn, so I snap "Sir, you're acting like this is our problem. AND IT'S NOT."
Behind me, my manager is dumbstruck. "Laura!"
One of my coworkers spells out "OMG."
The guy immediately became sweet and accommodating, saying that he would absolutely get the POA to us and let his mother know when she could expect the verification phone call, yes ma'am, no ma'am and thank you so much for all your help.
I told my manager later "For the record, it wasn't some old lady I was yelling at. Just her jerk son."

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My jobs going pretty well, the thing I find most amusing right now is I was promoted to head vet nurse months ago but I still have nobody to be head nurse of. It's great to use the title though lol
Hopefully soon we'll take on a trainee and I'll actually have to work for my title

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Never had a job, should I consider myself lucky?

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