die worken schizer
That title's probably not grammatical (anyone speak German on this blog?)...
I've had so very many shit jobs, but two stand out in memory. Back when I was a lowly hod carrier on a masonry crew, there was a piling that had to be poured for a stone column we were installing, but the architect wouldn't ok the layout, so the hole we dug just that there. The engineer said we had to keep the hole dry, or else the soil conditions would change and we wouldn't be able to pore it without analyzing another sample. So, every morning around 6:30am for two weeks, in the widdle of a rainy and cold winter, I had to climb into this hole with a sponge and sop up the standing water. Beyond being frigid and uncomfortable, it was just demeaning. I was really happy the day we poured those fucking pilings. I think I got paid $15/hr. for that.
The second was temping in Scott's Valley one Winter break for a "tech company". I say tech company in quotes because it was about the lowest-tech operation imaginable. They made magnetic strips, which were components for mother boards (or some shit like that). One of their clients had found a bunch of duds in a shipment, so they put out a call to temp agencices to get people to test these strips with some kind of osciloscope. Me and two other temps would sit there with this radio-wave-emitting doo-hickey between our legs and pass thousands of these strips over it, while looking at what I swear was an Atari video game monitor for either a "0" or a "1" (I don't even remember which indicated what). That job was ricoculous, and I'm fairly sure the test wasn't actually detecting anything, because I could pass the same strip over the scope twice and get two different results. I think I got paid $10/hr. for that.
I've had so very many shit jobs, but two stand out in memory. Back when I was a lowly hod carrier on a masonry crew, there was a piling that had to be poured for a stone column we were installing, but the architect wouldn't ok the layout, so the hole we dug just that there. The engineer said we had to keep the hole dry, or else the soil conditions would change and we wouldn't be able to pore it without analyzing another sample. So, every morning around 6:30am for two weeks, in the widdle of a rainy and cold winter, I had to climb into this hole with a sponge and sop up the standing water. Beyond being frigid and uncomfortable, it was just demeaning. I was really happy the day we poured those fucking pilings. I think I got paid $15/hr. for that.
The second was temping in Scott's Valley one Winter break for a "tech company". I say tech company in quotes because it was about the lowest-tech operation imaginable. They made magnetic strips, which were components for mother boards (or some shit like that). One of their clients had found a bunch of duds in a shipment, so they put out a call to temp agencices to get people to test these strips with some kind of osciloscope. Me and two other temps would sit there with this radio-wave-emitting doo-hickey between our legs and pass thousands of these strips over it, while looking at what I swear was an Atari video game monitor for either a "0" or a "1" (I don't even remember which indicated what). That job was ricoculous, and I'm fairly sure the test wasn't actually detecting anything, because I could pass the same strip over the scope twice and get two different results. I think I got paid $10/hr. for that.
posted by Dillon Westbrook at 10:26 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home