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mindmetoo
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:14 pm Post subject: Your summer job horror story |
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http://www.mindfully.org/Farm/Detasseling-Faces-Extinction9aug02.htm
I was reading this link about a popular summer job for high school students/university students called corn detasseling. Basically you spend a hunk of your summer in the hot sun in a corn field full of bugs and "he who walks behind the rows" and you pull the pollen thingys off the top of corn stocks. And you have to bring your own water.
Tree planting in North Ontario was another crap job for students. You ship out to wilds of Canada. Flies, no movie theaters within 900 KM, rain, mud, drugs, booze, gambling, sex.
In the pacific northwest, I think working on a fishing boat in Alaska was their equivalent of corn detasseling/tree planting.
Oh and there was Katimavik in Canada.
I personally always worked a part time job through my school years and never actually experienced the horror of either of these.
Given we're undeniably in summer, anyone got any good stories of your school summer job?
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VanIslander

Joined: 18 Aug 2003 Location: Geoje, Hadong, Tongyeong,... now in a small coastal island town outside Gyeongsangnamdo!
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:16 pm Post subject: |
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prospecting assistant: my job was to carry the dynamite  |
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that guy

Joined: 29 Feb 2004 Location: long gone
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cwemory

Joined: 14 Jan 2006 Location: Gunpo, Korea
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:39 pm Post subject: |
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Animal Planet had a documentary on llamas last week. There was a part showing a scientist doing research on sperm counts of male llamas. To get an adequate sample, he was having his research assistants jerk off the llamas into test tubes. Thought that would be a horrible way to spend your summer, jerking off llamas. |
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RACETRAITOR
Joined: 24 Oct 2005 Location: Seoul, South Korea
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 6:08 pm Post subject: |
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One of my earlier university summers I had no luck getting a job so I worked for a student painting company. The pay system is dubious and you have to spend some time going door-to-door looking for clients. I never had any experiences too awful doing it, although it was a cheapass job.
One day I left work early because I had an interview for some company writing commercials. I showed up to find it was a pyramid scheme. They interviewed about four of us at a time, and my hands were still covered in paint. The others seem interested in such a great offer, but I got the hell out of there. |
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khyber
Joined: 16 Jan 2003 Location: Compunction Junction
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 7:48 pm Post subject: |
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I worked on a honey farm. Specifically, I was in the extraction barn. Full coveralls, a barn that HAD to stay above 32C all the time, bare hands.
I got bit on average, 4 times a day (my worst day was 11). I got stung on my eyelid once. It was somewhat hard but very tedious work.
I remember my last day of work, leaving that hot hass barn and unzipping my coveralls to expose a sweat soaked t-shirt that hung low. A bee flew right at me and plunged that stinger deep. I couldn't pull it out and I ended up squeezing all the venom right into me. That was the worst way to end that job and I still have a scar from all the picking. |
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Young FRANKenstein

Joined: 02 Oct 2006 Location: Castle Frankenstein (that's FRONKensteen)
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:03 pm Post subject: |
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Chicken catching (at a free range poultry farm). Worst job ever.
At the beginning, it's easy... you can catch the slow ones and the stupid ones and the passive ones. After that, you're left with hundreds of the smart, fast ones that like to fight back. My arms from the elbow down were covered in blood from their feet scratching me to hell.
Worst 8 hour shift of my life. Never went back. |
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swetepete

Joined: 01 Nov 2006 Location: a limp little burg
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:06 pm Post subject: |
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Re: the OP
Treeplanting in Ontario might've been like that, but in BC it was pretty damn good most of the time.
De-silking corn, though? Yikes. Probably not as bad as meat-packing, chicken-killing, or fish-gutting, but pretty nasty nonetheless... |
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kimchi_pizza
Joined: 24 Jul 2006 Location: "Get back on the bus! Here it comes!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:17 pm Post subject: |
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As a young teenager, I mowed my neighbor's lawn for a few bucks. Then one day he asked me to mow the lawn of his recently deceased brother. A few weeks later I found out his brother was killed with an ax by his own son. I was mowing the lawn of a grizzly crime scene.
It was a summer job and a true horror story. Did it ever give me the heebie-jeebies everytime I went there.
Happy Friday the 13th! |
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mindmetoo
Joined: 02 Feb 2004
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:27 pm Post subject: |
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Young FRANKenstein wrote: |
Chicken catching (at a free range poultry farm). Worst job ever.
At the beginning, it's easy... you can catch the slow ones and the stupid ones and the passive ones. After that, you're left with hundreds of the smart, fast ones that like to fight back. My arms from the elbow down were covered in blood from their feet scratching me to hell.
Worst 8 hour shift of my life. Never went back. |
Hey that sounds like something right out of Napoleon Dynamite. |
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mindmetoo
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:30 pm Post subject: |
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RACETRAITOR wrote: |
One of my earlier university summers I had no luck getting a job so I worked for a student painting company. The pay system is dubious and you have to spend some time going door-to-door looking for clients. I never had any experiences too awful doing it, although it was a cheapass job.
One day I left work early because I had an interview for some company writing commercials. I showed up to find it was a pyramid scheme. They interviewed about four of us at a time, and my hands were still covered in paint. The others seem interested in such a great offer, but I got the hell out of there. |
Ah yes, we had College Pro Painters in Ontario. I had a friend who had a summer job tearing up tar roofing tiles. So you're on a roof in the hot sun, on a pure black sticky surface. My friend came home his first day, dead tired, complaining how hard his day was. His dad said something like "you don't even know what a day of hard work is". His dad did work in a factory.
But I have to say, I've never had a hard day of work. I've worked long hours, especially working in tax software. Evil deadlines. But sitting at a computer 10 hours a day, six days a week, plus 3 hours on Sunday for two months isn't like working 10 hours a day in the sun. |
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swetepete

Joined: 01 Nov 2006 Location: a limp little burg
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:43 pm Post subject: |
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Hard physical work is good for young people. For me, not so much, but I'm glad to have done bushwork for the decade that I did. Sure it's a grind sometimes, but it gets easier as you get better at it, and it makes you strong, and you get to make great money to pay for your traveling and college and whatever debauches catch your eye.
Treeplanting was especially good because there were lots of girls, I got to ride in helicopters sometimes, the money was excellent, and I got to see lots of crazy stuff that people don't normally get to see.
I've done lots of labouring jobs in the city too, and I can't say those are quite as fun. Different class of people as well; planting, I met Olympic athletes; scholars; loads of recent immigrants who'd been doctors and air-traffic controllers in their home countries but couldn't ply their trades in Canada and were therefore out in the clearcuts because it was the only way they could make 2 or 3 hundred bucks a day; an abundance of highly educated world travellers; and, of course, loads of sweet hippy chicks.
Roofing, painting, landscaping, and framing, while each has its own charm, is dog work and you generally are surrounded by cokeheads and rednecks.
I get nostalgic around this time of year for the old planting days, but happily my memory is good so I can pretty quickly remember the bad times too, and enjoy the fact that a) I did it, and b) am glad as hell to be not doing it today.
F**k the mosquito clouds. |
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mindmetoo
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 5:11 am Post subject: |
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swetepete wrote: |
I got to see lots of crazy stuff that people don't normally get to see. |
For me that was working at a self serve gas station in Windsor's downtown, next to a flop house and across from a soup kitchen. My life previous was going to catholic school (where everything was university track level) and very middle classed. I had never really seen such people before. |
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