Message #30727

[vegasadmin]

Don't know if it's really an odd job but it certainly qualifies as the most boring one I've ever had, bar none.  We're talking please give me a gun so I can shoot myself boring.  I sat at a microfilm camera for eight hours a day and ran documents through it, slowly (so they wouldn't jam), one at a time.  For four bucks an hour.  Second job (after McDonald's) right out of college.  It was 1983 and I'd left without a degree at a time when even degreed people weren't able to find well-paying jobs, so I didn't complain out loud.  But I hated every minute of it, all four months!

Also, one time I worked in a plant nursery, picking and packing plant roots.  Dirty work - my nails never did get clean and (pardon the grossness) when I blew my nose at the end of the day, the Kleenex would be black.  Ick.

When I lived in Texas, I worked for a company that wrote and published educational materials for Christian schools and homeschools - all self-study work.  Part of my job required reading and working through each individual workbook as if I were a student.  That was actually pretty fun, and when I made it through 12th grade physics, I was rather pleased with myself, since it required greater mathematical skills than I thought possible for me.  I couldn't go back and do the same work now (15 years later) without a lot of review, but was pleased to know that I could do something I'd thought beyond me.

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