I had a job with David Jones, working on Saturday mornings. They put me at the counter to sell “stockings & panty hoses”. I was painfully shy at that time so when someone approached me for assistance I had a red face & forgot my English. I was a real bad shop assistant so I gave it up after a few weeks because I didn’t feel right to earn the money they paid.
I think they were having a joke on you. Poor thing! I hope you keep a sense of humour about it.
My Malay-Chinese friends had one hell of a time learning English. I used to edit some of my friends ESL essays and “Fracturation” = “Fraction” (maths reference). I used to get asked “What’s Oki-Doki animal?”.
Ahh…those where the good ole days’
Cheeers
Sooshie []
When a problem is created the solution is created simultaneously
By far the worst job in the world is being a bank teller.
Standing up in one spot all day on concrete covered with cheap carpet
no breaks except lunch
abused by customers as though I personally set fees and charges
dealing with long queues of angry people
paid peanuts
I’m not sure because I don’t often understand jokes (in any languages) but Sooshie thinks so and I trust her. [!]
Is your workmate a -ve or +ve Huey? I have that name because people can’t pronounce my real name. I’m a Huey but I don’t look like Huey the famous Cook on TV. I have long hair, pink cheeks[] & as old as your mum.
Sometimes the written word on computer is often misunderstood or ‘read’ incorrectly, purely because it doesn’t have the ‘voice’ or intonation behind it. So it’s easy not to understand what is a joke or what is meant as a joke.
Anyway, you can join my group, because I find it hard to get some jokes too! []
Arty’s cool, you can trust him too. He’s got a good sense of humour [:0)][]
Cheers
Sooshie []
When a problem is created the solution is created simultaneously
It’s ok Arty, my kids tease me all the times. I like your motto :
“Why work to the age where you cant enjoy what you have worked for !.” (Author: Me)
I asked myself that question a few years ago & decided to retire early. It’s the best decision I’ve ever made. Now I do whatever I want to do & enjoy life.
000 operator for the Police. I’ve been asked for taxis, pizzas, would the kind police give me a lift home because i’m too pi!!ed to drive, and sex in every position you could (and didn’t need to know) existed []. I’ve been sworn at constantly, abused, threatened and even told that they knew where I lived and were going to kill me, all in one day!!! [xx(] but once – yes once someone actually told one of the police officers to personally thank me after assisting with an emergency – just once in 4 years but it was the sweetest moment []- HG
OK, the question has been posted for a while .. so here goes.
Worst job .. at age 14 .. assisting in the kill of my positive cash flow chooks on the farm!!
I had helped Dad (RIP), in slaughtering sheep. (The first one is always the worst, especially if Dad accidentally pierced the sheep’s gut.) I trapped, shot, skinned and gutted rabbits with ease. Threw the bunnies to the dogs and sold the stretched out skins over number 8 wire for $1 a pound to the local skin buyer. But when it came to Aunty Madeline’s visit that summer, I was devastated. We ate chook for weeks, but my cash on cash return took a back step for a while.
Deal was, Dad set me up with the first consignment of pullets plus a bushell of feed, provided that I supply Mum with as many eggs as she needed. The remainder I sold to family, friends and the village shop for 50c a dozen.
To see the copper on the boil, the smell and my Auntie’s nonchalance to the task, was indescribably a quick learning curve in the intricies of economies of scale.
I went on to pump petrol, fix punctures 5 days a week (thanks to another enterprising brother), mow lawns on Saturdays, be Mr. Whippy on Sundays and sell watches at the local club on Friday nights. 7 days+ work each week, and greatful for the opportunity at such a young age.
Sooshie .. my hat is off to you. I would endure many other jobs than that of nurse, doctor, ambo or copper.
LuckyPhil
Quote: fix punctures 5 days a week (thanks to another enterprising brother)
Do you mean that your brother would go around puncturing the car tyres and then you would fix them for a fee? []
Or did he just have a tyre business. []
And as for me I haven’t had a bad job compared to others but my wife is an assistant nurse in a nursing home and get to clean up elderly people like shoosie did so I know how you must feel from what my wife tells me.
things like shower them, brush their teeth, wheel them to the toilet then wipe them and many other things that we take for granted.
I have a lot of respect for my wife and others like her.
Re punctures .. No, not quite. But I did suggest once that I might scatter a few nails within a 5 mile radius of the Service Station, to increase business.
I also showed him how when Multigrade oil is mixed with sump oil, it looks like GTX. Thankfully, he was far more intelligent and moral than my enterprising 15 year old brain at the time.
I ordered some emergency plastic windscreens from the local rep. Not a great demand in local city streets, but figured they were a good idea. I was questioned about the choice of stock for the showroom. I made a $10 bet that I would sell one by the end of the day. They retailed for less than $5, so I bought one to win the bet!!
Re punctures .. No, not quite. But I did suggest once that I might scatter a few nails within a 5 mile radius of the Service Station, to increase business.
I also showed him how when Multigrade oil is mixed with sump oil, it looks like GTX. Thankfully, he was far more intelligent and moral than my enterprising 15 year old brain at the time.
I ordered some emergency plastic windscreens from the local rep. Not a great demand in local city streets, but figured they were a good idea. I was questioned about the choice of stock for the showroom. I made a $10 bet that I would sell one by the end of the day. They retailed for less than $5, so I bought one to win the bet!!