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All I can think about is my job, it has ruined my formerly (somewhat) enjoyable life. I know this has been done countless times... but there's new people, and maybe some others are doing new things. Where do you work? What do you do? What are your hours? Pay? What do you do for lunch? You like your coworkers? I work at EHS, Emergency Health Services. Surely, that must make you feel safe, knowing that Ophecks is going through the drugs and medical supplies on the trucks and the kits and making sure it's all there and all the drugs are not expired, and present and accounted for. I also wash the ambulances. I hate that shit. I also help the mechanic guy sometimes. He's a bit of a dick, I think. Dunno yet. Also have to change tires and stuff, rip the rims out. I actually don't mind that, that's my favorite part of the job. They're fun to throw around and rip apart and stuff. Also have to clean the place up. The problem is, we're not that busy, and I always find myself with nothing to do but pace around. I hope it gets busier, the day goes faster if I have something to do. And there's a computer, but I can't go on it and do fun stuff on the net, it's all business! I just find myself sllooooooowly checking the ambulances and thinking about stuff. The day is so slow. How does everyone keep sane on their jobs? Paid 7.50 an hour I think. Come in at 8:45, leave for lunch around 12:15, which I go home for, it's not far. Go back at 1, stay till 5. Listening to IDM during the walks back and forth is good. I mainly work with another guy my age doing the same thing, this mechanic dude who's a dick but kind of cool, like I said, I haven't figured him out, and the boss, who's a nice guy. Of course there's the obligatory hot secretary. Paramedics are lazy bastards, and being anti-social, I wish they wouldn't talk to me, but they do. Fuck, go work, isn't there a heart attack victim to go look after? Geez. Anyway, I want all the grimy details of your job. I just want to know that I'm no |
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I work on a Cable Modem technical support line for ntl. I work 9hrs and 52mins a day, 4 days a week split shifts. I earn £14,000 a year (will be going up to £15,000 in a few weeks) wich I spend V quickly on shit I have 3 10min breaks and 30mins luch wich just are NOT long enough Work totaly sux and all the people I speak to are thick as shit or they think they know it all I can't wait to win the lotto |
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normaly i am student in vienna now we have vacancy and i sell sausages in a supermarket! how exciting! |
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''Anyway, I want all the grimy details of your job. I just want to know that I'm not'' (continued) alone in being mad and miserable and hating life. I want to hear from people with worse jobs than me so I can feel better about my existence. :-D Damn that long-post cut-off thing. |
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man..... my job would be great if it wasen't for the customers I had a guy before trying to plug his modem into his printer cause he "..Wanted to send one of those fax/e-mail thingys" honest !! All thos old wives tales you hear about people using the cd rom drive to hold coffee cups are true !! |
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I'm so anti-social. Talking to people on the phone (that's what you do, right?) constantly would be so annoying. I'd be mumbling and probably act like a dickhead if they got on my nerves. I'd stick a knife in the reciever and hope it goes through the phone line and into their ears. |
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lol I'm good on the phone (i.e good at hiding anger) You have to be all "Yes sir, no sir" We can turn our mic's off and swear at them though |
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only fools and horses |
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I think we may be the only ones who work =oz figures heh |
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What the fuck? That's IT? Come on... I want to hear about your miserable existence so I can feel better about MINE. Hop to it, chop chop, VITE, VITE, ASAP, come on, up and at 'em, rise and shine! |
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i work at Pizza Hut. everyone pisses and moans about how shit THEIR day is going and how their going to leave any day now. they never do....once you work for pizza hut, they DONT LET YOU GO!!! but hey, i was listening to "squished out at the bank" on the radio today so who cares? |
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I am at work now!!! |
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i read something interesting today people nowadays feel the need to work to stop themselves from thinknig about their pointless lives i never really thought about it that way before - work as escapism. i can think of better ways, listening to music for example |
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I have a totaly escapist job.... |
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I SERIOUSLY want a job where I can spend all day on a computer and just surf the net when nobody is looking... that would complete me. Anybody here do that? What kind of job would I need in order to that... |
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Ophecks, you've been working for a week!!! I've been in my place of work for seven years... it's depressing, but I can listen to music, so boo ya! |
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Ophecks, never fear... here I am to make you feel good about your job... I work at McDonalds!!! Now, this is the lowest of the low!! You make 7.50 an hour? Heh, I make 5.75 babee!!! My job sucks, but hey, life sucks overall really... :) |
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I've got a sort of "if theres work to do" sort of job. I go in occasionally. Mostly im testing big electronic boxes and stuff. Last time i was buzzing out a casis that goes into a nuclear sub (no lie!). |
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I work as a research assistant at a university near my house. I make 7.25 per hour but it's part time, only 15 hours per week. My job consists of updating a database of social work related articles and book chapters and stuff as well as doing web edits and copying shit. My bosses usually leave at about 5 and I stay until 6 so unless I have something pressing to do I usually just go online. Plus it is a college so there are loads of attractive girls everywhere, so that's another plus. |
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I work as a mailman (when you control mail, you control... INFORMATION! muhahaha! - newman). I work 4 days a week when i have to be in at 7:15, so i get up at 6:15 in the morning. Then from 7:15 to 9:30 i need to organize my mail... meaning all the letters for my "route" need to be put in the right order in neat little packages. This is the worst part... because i work right in the same room with all the other mailmen, who talk about their exciting weekends, make jokes, have fun etc... and i just try to keep quiet and not be noticed too much. I've been working here since october last year, and now i'm slowly getting to know 1 or 2 people. However after all the mail is organised i get to go out on the street to deliver it! That part of my job is really great i think... i'm all by myself, nobody watching me... just walking and driving my bicycle around a bit, delivering mail...mmm... it always makes me happy. + i actually like rain! All the other postmen are always bitching about it, but i find it to be soothing to drive for hours thru the pouring rain... really, it's very nice :-) |
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(of course some people will always complain... "sir? my mail is wet!"... wel duh :-p Look outside, it IS raining. (of course i don't say that, i say "i'm terribly sorry sir" as polite as possible). When i get back in around 12:00, i do the same thing all over again to deliver more mail in the afternoon. It's a nice job i think (i make about 8 euros an hour i think... a euro is worth almost as much as a dollar these days). Not something i aspire to do for the rest of my life, but it does provide something of a steady income whilst i try to get some actual assignments as an illustrator (hopefully for children's books, i'd really love to do that). Once i am rich and famous i will quit my job at the postal services ;-) |
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I work at AMC movie theatres, mainly as an Usher. It sounds like it would be cool to be able to throw rowdy punks out of the theatres, but thats actually something I hate doing (I guess I'm just a nice guy! =p) I make 6.00 an hour (crap!) and do get free movies, tho I'd rather just get paid more. Some of the managers there are dicks, others are pretty cool. The co-workers are mainly people my age and I know many of them from school, so thats kinda cool. An Usher has many job duties. We clean up all the food crap that people are too careless and inconsiderate to pick up and throw away. We have to go around flushing the toilets (they have automatic toilets but dont work if u arent sitting down). We walk around sweeping up popcorn spills, and sometimes we have to do ticket drop, which is ther person who tears everyone's ticket and directs them to the theatre, which is quite possibly the most boring thing in the WORLD, because all u do is stand there saying "theater 14 to the right. theater 8 to the left." and on and on. We have to seat theaters sometimes when they are full, to get people to move over and make room for everyone (that blows too because many people are dicks about using the minimal energy required to stand up, and move down 1 seat.) all in all, I like my job, as gay as it may seem, because the time goes fast and im with friends. ;) |
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oh i watch you alright, i watch you every day, every single step, every move you make, every breath you take, i'll be watchin you |
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I am a pimp, and spend my days pimping. It is a hard job with long hours and very little reward. Sure, you might all think pimping is glamorous and stuff, but I can assure you it is just a job and if I could think of something else to do then I would. |
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"George(seinfeld) has no job, he lives with us(parents) hes a bum." Thats pretty much me right now. I just do some work around the house. i made $30 today moving stuff out of the basment and it was hot as hell all day. |
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Surrounded, that's my kind of job, actually... I'd want to be alone and away from people... delivering mail would be nice. Just take my discman and I bet the time would FLY! I'd enjoy it. But I don't think I can listen to music at my work. I'm thinking tomorrow I'll bring it and listen to it while I'm doing shit, and see if the bosses are opposed to it. :-) Hopefully not, that would make the boringass day go by quicker. |
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but i work for Kruger Industrial Smoothing? ;-) Anyway I forgot: the best thing about being a postman is that there is ALWAYS a feeling of competition between all the postmen as to who can be the fastest! Which means the hours litteraly fly by ;-) I often feel like the time even goes too fast :-p |
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i work for myself and my job is to sit at a computer and rot my poor brain. |
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yeah ophecks, i have taken my walkman on occasions... then the job is even better :-) Judging from your first post in this thread i'd bet you'd fit right in with us postmen. In holland we have a saying that goes: "you've already got a No, but you might get a Yes"... so i say just bring your discman tomorrow, if you're lucky your boss won't mind at all. Good luck! |
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What kinds of hours do you work at a fast food place? How long are your breaks, shifts, lunch, whatever... when do you get in there, when do you get out... I'm curious, like a cat. |
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yes! carpe diem! |
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I used to work at a nursing home. It was pretty intense at times. I worked in the kitchen, listening to r&b all day on the radio, because that's all the girls would play. I was one of three guys that worked back there and I never worked with any of them. I always worked around these girls. A couple of them were pretty nice to me, but the others were just anti-social most of the time, unless their 'boo' came back to see while they were working. They all had cell phones and they would constantly be ringing, which just reinforced my seething hatred for cellular phones. Their stupid little 'catchy' ringtone. Goddammit. I had to pass out tea to the residents, which was okay because I could get away from the fucking Ja Rule party going on in the kitchen. Some of them (residents) were nice, others were just old. You know, grumpy. I just let it roll off my back though, because they don't mean to be like that really. Would you want to have to live in a place like? There were two seperate dining halls; A/B & C/D. A/B dining hall was for the regular old folks. C/D on the other hand, was for the mentally ill residents. That's where the fun was. I have an MD player/recorder, so how could I not go into the C/D hall and sample some woman screaming about how she didn't get any cake and how she thought my arms looked funny? It had to be done. So I sampled loads of shit like that. Heard lots of weird stories, too many to list here, but I will share one with you all... |
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I was talking to one of the nurses and she had told me about this lady, a Ms. Isabelle Harrison, who I've sampled quite a bit of because she is crazy. She said that her and another nurse heard noises from her room, so they went to go check it out. When they walked in, they found Isabelle, covered in her own shit (hair and all) and she had painted the walls with it as well. Who wants pudding? |
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