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A complaint from JW on her Twitter feed about grocery baggers last week gave me the idea of doing a shot that would provide me with an excuse to ramble on about all the jobs I've ever held in my life. And so here it is...
1. Grocery bagger at Safeway - My first job ever and I hated it. Does anyone enjoy their first job? They called us "courtesy clerks" and in addition to bagging groceries, we had to wrangle grocery carts, run price checks, and redeem aluminum cans brought in by recyclers. I worked there for about six months and then quit.
2. Game attendant at an amusement park - This job was fairly cool. When you weren't working you got free admission to the park. It was a seasonal, summertime job and I worked there four years, partly during high school and partly during undergrad. The first year I worked a section of skill games that involved things like shooting baskets or throwing softballs at milkbottles to try and win prizes. The next three years I worked a remote control boat stand. That was great. I worked on my own without much in the way of supervision and I mostly just made change for people. When things were slow I would just turn one of the machines on and drive a boat around the little lagoon.
3. Busboy at a semi-fancy restaurant - Well, fancy for suburban Missouri anyhow. Hated this job too. I had it one winter in high school in between gigs at the amusement park. Cleaning up after people at a restaurant sucks. Even worse was having to occasionally act as 'muffin boy' and walk through the dining rooms with a muffin pan asking diners "would you care for a muffin?" Man I hated that part. On the plus side, I learned how to walk on a slippery/greasy restaurant kitchen floor, a skill that has proven useful on icy winter days.
4. Temp worker for an employment agency - I did this for a few months after graduating college before my Navy enlistment kicked in. I worked in an ice plant, an archery company, and a plastics factory. My mom was actually temping at the plastics factory at the same time, but we worked different shifts.
5. Operations Specialist, U.S. Navy - Had this hitch for four years. I operated radar, communications, and data network equipment, did some navigation, and spent a whole lot of time cleaning and painting (which is why I now refuse to help friends paint when they move to a new place. I'll help with anything but that.). Being in the Navy was okay. I mostly enjoyed it the first three years, but by the fourth year I was more than ready to go. On the plus side, I got to go through the Panama Canal, cross the equator, and make more than a few trips to the Caribbean.
6. Receiving clerk at a Dollar Store - I did this for about nine months after I got out of the Navy while I was building up my Virginia residency so I could get in-state tuition for law school. I unloaded trucks, tracked shipments, and stocked shelves. It wasn't a bad gig. My bosses were pretty cool. They even taught me how to rebuild the alternator on my Jeep during lunch one day.
7. Temp worker for an employment agency, part deux - The summer before entering law school I quit the Dollar Store and headed home to spend some time with my family after not seeing them much the previous few years. This time I just helped set up a Harry and David store at an outlet mall and then stayed on for a bit as a stock boy.
8. Research assistant for a law school professor - Did this the summer of my 1L year. It wasn't a bad gig. Mostly I just did a lot of cite-checking and footnoting for an article a friend of the professor's wrote on ceasefire agreements. Spent a ton of time in the library, but I got to set my own hours.
9. Judicial clerk for a state circuit court judge - During my second and third years at law school, I clerked part-time for a local judge. He was a great guy and I learned a lot. One of the opinions I drafted for him wound up being the single-most read state court opinion that year, so that was pretty exciting (it was about whether an accident report prepared after a hand dryer fell off the wall in a Ponderosa bathroom and landed on a woman's foot could be withheld under the work product privilege. Or was it a paper towel dispenser? I can't remember.).
10. Summer associate at Alcoa - I worked for Alcoa's Office of General Counsel in Pittsburgh during my 2L summer. One time I got to fly to upstate NY and back on the corporate jet to go to a meeting about a deal to sell excess electricity generated by an aluminum factory power plant. The fridge on the plane was stocked with beer and I had one on the flight back. It was an all right job, even though the bastards didn't offer me a permanent gig after graduation. That's why I now take especial delight whenever I hear some bad news about Alcoa earnings and why I was thrilled that former Alcoa CEO Paul O'Neil crashed and burned as Treasury Secretary. Not that I hold grudges or anything.
11. Attorney for a government agency - My current gig. It's not bad. Mostly I practice grants law, but I also do a bit of work with government contracting programs, personal and real property, and employee travel. I also did appropriations law for a few years but thankfully I don't do that anymore. Having to answer the same question about whether federal funds can be used to buy food over and over and over again gets really old. (And no, 99 times out of a 100 they can't, in case you were curious. But that doesn't stop people from trying to scam a free meal.)
So there you have my list of employment, some more gainful than others. Hmm, I didn't realize I've only held eleven jobs in my life. I also babysat a couple of my cousins one year when I was in high school, but that doesn't really count.
(August 28, 2009)
German advertisement postcard with words that translate to "Flight Attendants Wanted" in English. This advertisement is for a Christian organization seeking workers for a Kindergarten. Sent by a Postcrossing member in Germany.
Photographed using the Kershaw Eight-20 King Penguin, and Kodak Ektar 100 film (120 format). Taken in Olinda, Victoria, Australia.
The camera used is from the 1950s. It was a cheap model in its day, but it still works.
new york city
summer 1978
poster
west 42nd street
(detail cropped from image # 415)
part of an archival project, featuring the photographs of nick dewolf
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Day 9 of 365 – HELP WANTED
My cell phone rang this morning as I walked into work. It was my Contracting company letting me know that their client terminated my contract effective today. I could go on for days about the horrible circumstances and rant about the people involved however it would do any good. When I finally came to peace and the rant was complete, I would still be unemployed. Leaving today was bitter sweet. Bitter because I love my job, bitter because.....well let's just say because and leave it at that. Tomorrow is a new day filled with a plethora of opportunity and wonderful possibilities. I guess you could say I've reached the next "crossroads" of life.
Keep your head up!
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Subject - Myself and the LA Times
LOL! Ken & I saw this on a sign at a gas station last weekend when we drove across the TN state line! I didn't realize they were required after the holidays! ;)
(I'm sure it was HELP Wanted until someone messed with it for them.)
WANDERLUST OR CHANGE IN GEOGRAPHICAL LOCATION IN SEARCH OF RELIEF FROM ANXIETY ATTACKS IS SOMETIMES THE ONLY ESCAPE... BY Robert L. Huffstutter.................Anyone who has been addicted to alcohol knows how easy it becomes to work for a few weeks and save enough money to check into a cheap hotel for several weeks without interruption by anyone or anything including the maids or the telephone. There was a time when an alcoholic could board a train or bus that was heading in the direction of one's choice. The only baggage one of this nature had was the grip in hand, a kind of suitcase that was easy to keep at hand, secure between one's boots. Back then, $25 would take one whom some called a "rolling stone" to either coast from Chicago or Kansas City. And when the bus arrived, there would be a hotel one could afford only a few steps away from the bus station. No credit cards or IDs to present then, just cash. So, after checking in and taking the last swig of the Seagram's Seven, one would take a brisk walk through the lobby and turn either way to the nearest liquor store. Money was the only thing that was the alcoholic's security and self-esteem, all else made no difference. The thoughts of those left in the last city were forgotten with the first drink of a fresh bottle. Tired from the miles and suffering the usual anxiety that builds up in the transient alky's neck and shoulders, the first few drinks makes the sound of the buzzing neon sign outside the window seem like home, like many homes where the residence was temporary and forgotten except the memories of doing nothing but relaxing more and more after each drink and bottle. Keeping the empty bottles in the drawer kept the alky from the reality of one episode after another.
The days of sunny daze should be over in November. While Obama was padding the pockets of sunny-day friends, the clouds began to form over the solar panel sham and shame. Want another four years of solar panels?
"They are working us too hard," stated Ima Holdkoot when interviewed by TYME MAGAZINE. Her husband, Iza Holdkoot, agreed. "We hardly ever get a break, but at least we can smoke when we are awake," he added.
"Help Wanted. W-22."
A real photo postcard of a woman with a parasol. The woman's dress and stockings are hand tinted with blue stripes, and her hat is yellow.
Printed on the other side: "This is a Genuine Photograph, Hand Colored. Made in the United States."
Addressed on the verso to Miss Laura Mengel, Hamburg, Pa., and postmarked in Reading, Pa., on October 10, 1917.
Handwritten message: "From your girl friend Verna. Ain't she cute on the other side?"
A Vintage Photos Theme Park photo for the theme of socks - striped, Argyll, tights, fishnets, men's/women's garters, etc.
My Good Karma Count
Saved a bus load of pregnant teenagers +1
Saved a granny in a bar room knife fight +1
Karma Total: Plus 2
My Bad Karma Count
ME noticing this sign -1
Me thinking "Now thats a bargain" -1
Me Posting three photos of these signs on flickr -1
My New Karma Total: Negative FIVE MILLION
Pedictable Karmic Results:
One day I will be Blessed/Cursed with a set of Smoking Hot Twin Girls with no aptitude for learning & whose first words wont be da-da but will be..
"We like dancing daddy."
Clearly I'm Doomed...
C.C.
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Vacuum tube transportation designed by EARL R. STONEBRIDGE.
If such a project is possible, it can avoid all government regulations in both nations by being contructed beyond the 12 mile limits of offshore monitoring, thus becoming a true project found by citizens of two nations. The tax issue can be avoided by sending the revenue to a bank that is not connected by any ties to either japan or the usa, thus making the entire trans-pacific project historical in nature. There would be many details to be worked out in a project of this scope. The matter of ferrying the passengers beyond the limits, the matter of visa and passport validations, etc, but the entire project is feasible and one that i imagine will become a reality within the next two decades