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Jobs I Have Known

Posted by Sunday on Apr 14, 2010 at 9:57 pm

Bored?  Me too.

1. Food Service Worker, Evergreen State College cafeteria during the summer English as a Foreign Second Language session – had to draw pictures to explain to Japanese students that “chicken fried steak” was not beef.

2. Easter Bunny, two week job at the mall, possibly worst of entire life – had to spray giant bunny head out with Lysol every day just before inserting my head into it because two other employees had the flu and wouldn’t stop coming into work.  I got sick anyway.  Boss was 40-something year old mother of seven working her first job ever, who treated everyone like shit.  Giant bunny head was so heavy that my shoulders were literally black with bruises.  I was too young to know that minimum wage wasn’t worth it.

3. Youth HIV Educator, trained to draw blood but wasn’t allowed to graduate when they found out I was 17 (I didn’t mean to keep it a secret, I thought they knew).  Taught kids in juvenile hall how to put condoms on.

4. Barista and Baker, small popular cafe.  Formative life experience.

5. Body Piercing Parlor Desk Girl, occasionally terrifying job (disliked co-worker was eventually fired for showing his penis to underage girls in piercing room) that was also a blast.  Brazilian boss was reliable entertainment.  Met my best friend.

6. Baker, started a bakery with my mom and dad.  Easily best job of my life.  I think about it often.

7. Tattoo Parlor Desk Girl, nothing but fun. Everything about this job was pretty much hilarious.

8. Food Service Worker, deli at high-end privately owned grocery store.  Second-worst job of life.  First interviewed to be bakery department manager, was hired and told I might have to do “other work” while they arranged for my position to open.  Put me in deli slicing meat for prissy rich assholes and then covertly gave bakery manager job to someone else for no given reason.  I gave two weeks notice, was later told by manager that he was surprised I “kept my word”.  I angrily asked him what evidence I had given that I was a dishonest person and he answered “Oh none, but no one has never stuck around after giving notice here before.” Was notably treated weirdly after I observed that the store’s only black employee was the one chosen to sample out the deli’s fried chicken to customers.

9. Barista, the usual shit.  Expected to perform like Waldorf-Astoria, treated like McDonalds.

10. Espresso trainer, where I realized I didn’t have what it takes to be a true coffee jock.

11. Travel Writer, for large newspaper.  Really, really high expectations for a job that ended up being like having dental surgery.

13. Book Seller, in between Hollywood and Beverly Hills.  90% hellish, 10% bizarre.  Met over two dozen major celebrities.  Well, maybe a dozen major and another dozen lesser.  Giver or take.

Notable failed job interviews:

1. Data Entry, for the State of Washington,  a coveted “state job”.  Was told in the first interview that the best part of the job was being able to wear sweatpants to work.  During second interview I was asked if I could take a typing test.  I readily consented; I type an average of 80 words per minute.  Then I was informed that I could both not see the keyboard (it was on a sliding keyboard shelf that was slid under the desk), but the computer monitor would be turned off as well.  A “double-blind” test, I was told.  I could also not use the backspace key.  I insisted that this was a joke, and the woman giving the test assured me they were serious.  My resulting test page was gibberish.  My fingers had been lined up one row over too far to the right.  I was later told by a friend who’d had the exact same job that she’d never heard of a “double-blind” typing test and she could barely type when she was hired.

2. Tattoo Desk Girl, at a prestigious Los Angeles tattoo parlor.  Was called back for three interviews.  Was 100% sure I had it in the bag — after all, I’d been a tattoo desk girl for over 5 years and could type over 80 words a minute.  Did not get job.

3. I know there’s more but I’m blanking now.

Fascinating, right?

April 14th, 2010 | Totally Unrelated

7 Responses to Jobs I Have Known

  1. Jill says:

    Glad I could join you for one of those Barista extravaganzas. In addition, I too worked at the ESC cafeteria… first at the register and then prep in the kitchen. Prepping stuff made me feel cool.

  2. Leesa says:

    Does the infamous apprenticeship count?
    I mean, I guess we can’t really put it on our resumes unless

    • Advanced knowledge of how to clean a floor with a toothbrush
    • Ability to wrap anything in Saran wrap
    and
    • Deep understanding of the concept of ‘Ragnarok’

    are skills you think might get us higher pay somewhere else.

  3. Tom says:

    A few months after you left Wellington back in ’05, a friend of mine got a job in a Subway there. On her name badge? “Sandwich Artist”.

  4. Kate says:

    Good list! I love silly lists. I myself have been a: “courtesy clerk” (grocery bagger), circulation rep for the Seattle Times (oddly technical), record store clerk, UPS hub worker (lasted one day, made me cry), hotline psychic, video arcade attendant, promotions intern for K Records, record store clerk (again), KAOS music department monkey, clerk at The Bon Marche (worst. job. ever.), AmeriCorps service member, coffee slinger, and comic shop clerk. There are actually a couple more, which is AMAYYYYZING since I’ve been effectively out of work for 5 years and I’m not quite 30.

  5. Henry says:

    Awesome list, and before I get on with my post I’d just like to say, this is my absolute favorite blog evar. :D

    I’ve only really worked one place, for a gourmet catering company, but I started as a dishwasher and over the years have worked my way up to head chef, the youngest chef head chef they’ve had. But now, our pastry chef has left and I’m pulling double shifts cooking and baking with the graveyard crew, so I guess this whole job has been a lot of experience.

  6. Sunday says:

    Jill: That’s right, we had the same job at ESC! I forgot about that. It was crazy being 19 and working at the Goat with you, wild times.

    Leesa: Well, I left out anything I didn’t get paid for. But yeah, those skills are priceless. In that we’ll never get a price for them.

    Tom: Ha! Gives new meaning to “starving artist”.

    Kate: That shoe list busted me up. And I know someone else who was a hotline psychic! Was it at the place downtown? And, you reminded me: I worked at K Records, too, in shipping. I wonder if we knew each other then and didn’t know it?!

    Henry: Thank you, I’m totally bright red right now. Favorite blog evar? Stop! And holy shit with that job – up from dishwasher to head chef? That’s pretty serious. And makes me feel like a flake.

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