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Post by Big L on Mar 1, 2018 9:49:25 GMT -5
Mop attendant/"window" washer at adult theater/peepshow. A jizz mopper.
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Post by BEAC0NJET on Mar 1, 2018 9:54:16 GMT -5
The height wouldn't bother me as long as I could look at the building. I think the wind would freak me out though. Height + wind = full blown panic Every December when i have to put up Christmas lights, there's one corner of my roof above my driveway where I have to get to the very top of the ladder, and without fail, its always cold and windy, and I have visions of coming crashing down onto the driveway. Major freak out time. So I can sympathize.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2018 10:31:58 GMT -5
Mop attendant/"window" washer at adult theater/peepshow. A jizz mopper. RLLOL.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2018 10:33:46 GMT -5
Not sure if they still exist, but anyone remember bathroom attendants in fancy hotels and restaurants?
I always thought that would be like the worst job on the planet. Spending all day listening to, and smelling, folks taking shits, puking, etc. Then having to stand there and smile as you hand them a towel. All in hopes of a tip, which most people wouldn't give you.
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Post by bxjetfan on Mar 1, 2018 10:49:48 GMT -5
You couldn't pay me enough to be one of those guys that fly through hurricanes to get information. EOD bomb disposal is another job I'd never touch. I also wouldn't be a bee keeper. Bees freak me out. What you got? They fly over hurricanes, not through them. Ummmm, no. en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurricane_hunters
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Post by Raoul Duke on Mar 1, 2018 11:24:10 GMT -5
Animal (horse/bull..) masturbator
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Post by 2milehighJet on Mar 1, 2018 11:37:17 GMT -5
Bear traps and having sex with old women, those are my two bugaboos.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2018 11:41:24 GMT -5
Another bad job is operating the killing floor in a slaughter house. The deafening shrieks and squeals of the animals must be murder on the eardrums.
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Post by bxjetfan on Mar 1, 2018 11:42:33 GMT -5
Bear traps and having sex with old women, those are my two bugaboos. How old? I remember Vicki LaMotta in Playboy in her 50s and she was pretty hot.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2018 11:45:05 GMT -5
Another terrible occupation would be a training patient for medical students practicing giving prostate checks. Gotta believe gay dudes would be more naturally inclined and have an easier acceptance of the incursions.
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Post by bxjetfan on Mar 1, 2018 11:49:51 GMT -5
Another bad job is operating the killing floor in a slaughter house. The deafening shrieks and squeals of the animals must be murder on the eardrums. There was a film called Temple Grandin about an autistic lady that built humane slaughterhouses. I imagine it's pretty quiet except for the bolt hitting the head and the giant thud when the cow hits the floor. The film was pretty good actually. en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temple_Grandin
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2018 11:52:29 GMT -5
Another bad job is operating the killing floor in a slaughter house. The deafening shrieks and squeals of the animals must be murder on the eardrums. There was a film called Temple Grandin about an autistic lady that built humane slaughterhouses. I imagine it's pretty quiet except for the bolt hitting the head and the giant thud when the cow hits the floor. The film was pretty good actually. en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temple_GrandinVery interesting. No joke, I will look for clips of that flick. Thanks, bx. EDIT: Here's the video. "Gun" at about 5:50. And I just realized I saw the movie based on her life.
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Post by 32Green on Mar 1, 2018 11:54:08 GMT -5
Morgue attendant. The guys that work at city morgues and pick up dead people found by the police. Fresh bodies are just maybe bloody and maybe shit themselves. Dead bodies that have been alone in apartments for weeks...in August...explode. You walk in and there could be thousands of flies, bodily fluids everywhere, a giant bloated body...and a stench from hell. These guys do this every day. No thankee. I had to go into apt's like this alot. Hmm... how much you get paid for that? What kind of background you need? Easy job to get or what? Is the pay good? Judging by the people I saw doing it, a drivers license is all that's required and they dont pay much money. Having the stomach to deal with the sights, smells and yes...the sounds...plus the strength to pick up bodies and carry them down or up stairs is helpful. Good luck to you. Height + wind = full blown panic Every December when i have to put up Christmas lights, there's one corner of my roof above my driveway where I have to get to the very top of the ladder, and without fail, its always cold and windy, and I have visions of coming crashing down onto the driveway. Major freak out time. So I can sympathize. I was done climbing ladders to do lights about 10 years ago. Knew a guy who used to do roof work as a side-gig. Was doing a job for a friend, friend found him at the foot of the ladder dead. Broken neck. Next time I went up on a ladder, got about half way up and froze and my heart started racing. Wasnt even thinking about the other dude. I guess, again.. it was my subconscious brain telling me dont do this any more. And I couldnt if I wanted to.
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Post by BEAC0NJET on Mar 1, 2018 13:06:59 GMT -5
Hmm... how much you get paid for that? What kind of background you need? Easy job to get or what? Is the pay good? Judging by the people I saw doing it, a drivers license is all that's required and they dont pay much money. Having the stomach to deal with the sights, smells and yes...the sounds...plus the strength to pick up bodies and carry them down or up stairs is helpful. Good luck to you. Every December when i have to put up Christmas lights, there's one corner of my roof above my driveway where I have to get to the very top of the ladder, and without fail, its always cold and windy, and I have visions of coming crashing down onto the driveway. Major freak out time. So I can sympathize. I was done climbing ladders to do lights about 10 years ago. Knew a guy who used to do roof work as a side-gig. Was doing a job for a friend, friend found him at the foot of the ladder dead. Broken neck. Next time I went up on a ladder, got about half way up and froze and my heart started racing. Wasnt even thinking about the other dude. I guess, again.. it was my subconscious brain telling me dont do this any more. And I couldnt if I wanted to. Even if you dont die, a buddy of mine, his brother in law fell off a ladder, and I guess put his hands out to try and brace his fall... wound up breaking both arms.
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Post by bxjetfan on Mar 1, 2018 13:23:55 GMT -5
So glad I got covered seamless gutters last fall.
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