It's not the worst job I've had, but right now I'm so mentally understimulated on this damn calendar entry gig I've got that I'm giving autocannibalism serious consideration as means with which to pass the time.

I'm also so bored that I've made up the word 'autocannibalism'.

Ahaha!!!

Wouldn't you have to be an automobile, in order to cannibalize other autos?

Those long words confuse me too. I never figured out if autoerotic had something to do with cars being sexy, or it meant making out in the back seat.

Talking about being poor (in another thread) reminded me of my college jobs.

So while I was in college I qualified to have two jobs (simultaneously) on campus. (Because I was that poor.) One was in food service. I started off as a runner, which is the person who brings food up to the serving line. The other was in a lab doing the devil’s work or possibly averting the next energy crisis, depending on where you stand on environmental issues. As an environmental biologist I quickly realized that I was in service to the devil. A little bit of my soul died every day that I worked there, but it was quite awesome to be in charge of all those machines. I felt like I was in a spaceship. It kind of looked like the engine room of Serenity. But I have now forgotten my point.

Oh yes, something worse than grunt work in a cafeteria. Deliberately advancing the cause of evil.

Oh, and my runner job in the cafeteria rapidly led to a grill cook position even though I was not remotely qualified. I had however been cooking for my brother and other people’s children since I was ten as I related above, so I got the job. That was pretty fun. I got a huge grill to work on and I was right behind the serving line where I could talk to all of my friends (and cook them eggs and burgers!) as they came through to get their meals. Everyone ate on campus, and everyone knew everyone, so it was a pretty good deal. But here’s the very bad part. After work I had to go straight to my afternoon labs smelling like onions. There can be no doubt that had a negative impact on my social life. All through college I never dated any fellow science majors.

Sounds like a dream. Can you get me in?

I quit, so you can take my place

Do I get a big gun??

You get a taser

Count! Me! In!

WAAAAAANT.

You, mirocu, and myself can all work as mall security guards and tase evil shoplifters

SWEEEET.

Major Congratulations Kiln! Awesome news!

I've been sitting here trying to think of any place I ever worked that I hated - can't think of one, I kind of always enjoyed the places I worked. There were some bosses I did not enjoy working under, but loved the work everywhere I've been.




This post has been edited by mALX: Apr 13 2013, 06:23 PM

Sign me up!!

Can I join! I love tazers!

Yup. You're in

Man. A bunch of crazy tasers working at the mall.. No one would go shopping there anymore!

I'D SHOP THERE!!!!

Do you... have a weird thing going on..?