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Ostomy Memories of Odd Jobs

Posted by HenryM, on Tue Sep 15, 2020 2:44 pm

There were some odd jobs that I found myself suffering with while waiting to discover my true calling. Driving a taxi on the night shift in Miami didn’t last too long; nor did working as a houseparent at a facility for the developmentally disabled (still called “retarded” in those bygone days); the pizza chef gig was doomed from the start, notwithstanding that I got to eat whatever I had time to make for myself, since my supervisor was the owner’s fifteen year old son. I taught school for a while, wrote advertising copy, clerked in an office, and night managed a university store. Then there was the brief stint as a soda jerk just off-campus. I made lots of ice cream sodas, milk shakes, banana splits, and the like. It was also a good way to meet coeds. I ran into trouble when the owner discovered that I was using real ice cream in all my concoctions instead of the cheaper, less creamy faux stuff. He became a trifle heated over it. I proclaimed my ignorance of the preferred process. Then he said something to me that made it impossible for me to continue working for him. *

*As I recall, his exact words were “You’re fired.”

Reply by xnine, on Tue Sep 15, 2020 3:37 pm

I expect we all had a coloured history. I drove taxi a few times too. Worked in the family corner store. Pitched my tent on a market garden. Modeled for a university art class, drapped not nude. Various labour jobs. A few years for Revenue Canada. 30 years for an oil and gas company as an auditor.

Reply by Padfoot, on Tue Sep 15, 2020 3:58 pm

"You're fired"  Hmmmm....must be why you're such a fan of Trump.

My first summer job was detasseling corn. We started early in the morning, wearing garbage bags over our clothes to keep from getting soaked with dew. I put myself through university working summers at a Campbell Soup factory, making chicken noodle soup. Yuck! I still cannot stand the smell of it! I was a medic in the army reserves for 8 years, supplementing my university years income. Now that job was a lot of fun, but the sexual harassment was not. I waitressed for exactly one day. At the end of my shift, I handed in my apron, and walked out, never to return. 

Laurie

Reply by delgrl525, on Tue Sep 15, 2020 5:17 pm

Hi Henry,  My first job when I was fifteen was in a automatic carwash, after the cars came through all clean, we had to jump in and do the inside windows.  I had very toned arms after working there all summer!  One day Little Richard came through.  He and his driver waited off to the side as his limousine came through.  I remember he was wearing a bright red satin suit and had this huge pompadour hairstyle, very exotic to my young eyes.  My wage was $1.15 per hour. 

 

Terry

Reply by Bill, on Wed Sep 16, 2020 3:44 am

Hello HenryM.

Thanks for yet another post which sent me on a brief trip down memory lane.

Nearly all the 'jobs' I have had have come by way of people offering them to me without me having to make an applications. For one reason or another, they have all been enjoyable in their own way and I feel fortunate to have had a very satisfying and contented working life. It started with a paper-round, which led to gardening and handiman work; progressed to barbering, then to engineering, and on to 'knitting' nylon products; From there I worked on building houses, then selling a whole variety of different products, before becoming a youth & community worker; This progressed to being a social worker and a psychologist , which lasted for over 40years. After official retirement, I carried on with psychology and did part-time work as a 'caretaker', welfare bus driver/escort and once again a handiman -cum-gardener.  Of course I have also been an academic, researcher, artist, poet and author, but I don't really view these as 'job's' because they were taken up more as intense hobbies and,how could I forget farming and dog-grooming! There have been a whole range of other part-time occupations including taxi-driving, working with scrap-metal and various odd-jobbing. I have ambitions to become a home-carer before I kark it, but at present I am too busy to take on anything else.

It's been an 'interesting' life!

Best wishes

Bill

Reply by HenryM, on Wed Sep 16, 2020 5:35 am
Bill wrote:

Hello HenryM.

Thanks for yet another post which sent me on a brief trip down memory lane.

Nearly all the 'jobs' I have had have come by way of people offering them to me without me having to make an applications. For one reason or another, they have all been enjoyable in their own way and I feel fortunate to have had a very satisfying and contented working life. It started with a paper-round, which led to gardening and handiman work; progressed to barbering, then to engineering, and on to 'knitting' nylon products; From there I worked on building houses, then selling a whole variety of different products, before becoming a youth & community worker; This progressed to being a social worker and a psychologist , which lasted for over 40years. After official retirement, I carried on with psychology and did part-time work as a 'caretaker', welfare bus driver/escort and once again a handiman -cum-gardener.  Of course I have also been an academic, researcher, artist, poet and author, but I don't really view these as 'job's' because they were taken up more as intense hobbies and,how could I forget farming and dog-grooming! There have been a whole range of other part-time occupations including taxi-driving, working with scrap-metal and various odd-jobbing. I have ambitions to become a home-carer before I kark it, but at present I am too busy to take on anything else.

It's been an 'interesting' life!

Best wishes

Bill

Sounds like you have had a background that rounds off as a shining example of the proverbial "little of everything."  Good for you!  Thanks for letting us in on it.  HenryM

Reply by HenryM, on Wed Sep 16, 2020 5:37 am
delgrl525 wrote:

Hi Henry,  My first job when I was fifteen was in a automatic carwash, after the cars came through all clean, we had to jump in and do the inside windows.  I had very toned arms after working there all summer!  One day Little Richard came through.  He and his driver waited off to the side as his limousine came through.  I remember he was wearing a bright red satin suit and had this huge pompadour hairstyle, very exotic to my young eyes.  My wage was $1.15 per hour. 

 

Terry


Little Richard...how cool!! 

Reply by bowsprit, on Wed Sep 16, 2020 1:36 pm

Driving a taxi in Miami sounds like a fun job, that virus has put a dampener on everything here. When I was in college in the US, i worked one summer in the laundry room of a beautiful resort for the well-off near New York City. Bed-sheets, pillowcovers, napkins. It was all easy, you stuck the sheet under a roller and it came out pressed on the other side. An easy job and I made a friend who asked me, " you have some Indian in you, don't you ". I realized he didn't mean Indian, Indian, but Native American Indian. He did not mean anything bad and he was a friend. My Kuwaiti friend from college used to hang around (never actually worked) so in the evening I introduced him to our American friend and told him he was an Apache! Everybody laughed about it. 

Reply by ron in mich, on Thu Sep 17, 2020 9:43 am

Hi Henry your story brought back some long lost memories of jobs from the past, my first was a paperboy which led to some customers asking me to cut grass, rake leaves, shovel snow, when a senior in high school i got a job cleaning at a local elementary school of which i locked myself out of but i had an old beater of a car and was able to stand on the roof and crawl into a window, i,ve worked in a commercial laundry and also drove a van picking up laundry from a local university, also was a gas station pump jockey which i didnt much care for as i would end up smelling like gas by the end of the day, i worked one summer as a masons helper but the boss was a drunk and ended up saving his life from falling off a roof while building a chimney and that was it for me i quit after that. I,ve been a welder building garbage trucks also a nailer buiding shipping pallets the last job i had in the land of cheeseheads, wisconsin people will know what that means my last job was quality control in a circuit board factory.  

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