Ridiculous s**t you have done for money.

This past Sunday I went to 14 gas stations in my county and tried to buy cigarretes to see if they followed their parent corporation's ID policies.

at 17 I managed the packaging line of a bakery - that is, from about 11 pm until about 2 am, I counted rolls, and watched 4 other people count rolls, into boxes. then, from about 2 am until about 4 am, I maned a machine that put little stacks of pita bread into bags - and watched my 4 guys put togehter stacks of 5 pita. then, for the last hour, I sliced white bread with a large machine. then I counted everything. for about 6 months.


a few years later, I contributed to the state of anarchy in the great lakes region of africa by teaching the elite of a now non-existant state to kill the slightly less elite of that state, as well as their neighbors. the pay was only slightly better. but I got all the pounded yam I could eat.

Oh, I forgot...knocked doors for an alarm company. Wearing a cheap dress shirt and khakis. In the summer. In the evenings. In Houston. After that I got serious about graduating college.

Originally Posted by vaclava krishna

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I receive a , chancellorship from the Tweed industry to, post on men's clothing, message boards (foris).

I'd have thought you were a shill for the American Comma Council. Slogan: We give you pause.

Dressed in a Mr Wimpy costume (UK Fast Food Chain Character) for childrens's birthday parties at a UK Bowling Alley chain. Majorly depressing!.


Best paid job. Being a back stage dresser for fashion shows. Chicks run back stage rip their clothes off down to nude thong and in most cases no bra, you dress them in the next outfit (zip up skirts, button blouses etc, they go back down the catwalk), repeat steps 7 to 8 times.

When we were kids, my brother and I would head down to a street corner, plunk down our boom box and cardboard mat, and breakdance for "donations" from passersby -- with the money collected via an upside-down baseball cap on the edge of the mat.

I worked at a box factory for a summer. The paper cuts were ridiculous, seriously.

I sold vacuum cleaners door to door in San Francisco for 6 months. I also drove the Supershuttle Airport van for another 6 months right after the sales gig.

Originally Posted by Rye GB

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Best paid job. Being a back stage dresser for fashion shows. Chicks run back stage rip their clothes off down to nude thong and in most cases no bra, you dress them in the next outfit (zip up skirts, button blouses etc, they go back down the catwalk), repeat steps 7 to 8 times.

I don't even know you and yet you are my hero.

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When we were kids, my brother and I would head down to a street corner, plunk down our boom box and cardboard mat, and breakdance for "donations" from passersby -- with the money collected via an upside-down baseball cap on the edge of the mat.
That's awesome, what year was that?

Originally Posted by Rye GB

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Dressed in a Mr Wimpy costume (UK Fast Food Chain Character) for childrens's birthday parties at a UK Bowling Alley chain. Majorly depressing!.


Best paid job. Being a back stage dresser for fashion shows. Chicks run back stage rip their clothes off down to nude thong and in most cases no bra, you dress them in the next outfit (zip up skirts, button blouses etc, they go back down the catwalk), repeat steps 7 to 8 times.

Rye--can anyone get this job? Or is this one of those entry level fashion school jobs? Ill be in New York in a couple weeks for a few years so that would be a cool job to have on the side during fashion week....

Worked as a coatcheck-boy in a popular Manhattan bar (secretly selling 1/4's of cocaine).

I watched my girlfriend's brother (I think he's 20) snort a spoonful of wasabi for $15. He never had wasabi before and thought it wouldn't hurt. He figured the $15 would cover his meal.

nothing yet.

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This past Sunday I went to 14 gas stations in my county and tried to buy cigarretes to see if they followed their parent corporation's ID policies.

Are you a Kern mystery shopper?