The Dirty Secrets of Your Trade
So, Television is a hot bed of lies, deceit and made up competitions. We can't say that we are that surprised... every job is full of this stuff. It's not like the newspapers currently kicking TV whilst it is down are all that innocent.
We'd like you to even things out a bit. Spill the beans on your own trade. Tell us the dirty secrets that the public need to know.
( , Thu 27 Sep 2007, 10:31)
So, Television is a hot bed of lies, deceit and made up competitions. We can't say that we are that surprised... every job is full of this stuff. It's not like the newspapers currently kicking TV whilst it is down are all that innocent.
We'd like you to even things out a bit. Spill the beans on your own trade. Tell us the dirty secrets that the public need to know.
( , Thu 27 Sep 2007, 10:31)
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Peas
When on my summer holiday from uni, back in the day, I need cash quite badly, and ended up working 12 hour night shifts in a pea canning factory in East Anglia. If you ever eat canned peas, this is probably where they come from, just different labels. Here I learnt that the difference between M&S peas, Tesco finest and Tesco value, is not the pea.
Just the number of people on a conveyor belt picking out bits of dead slug/snail/mouse/rat/whatever. Posh peas = ~10 people, value = 1. After 8 hours of this, even the most diligent person would let a few through...
They also did bob the builder pasta shapes, and I amused myself by taking two cans off of the conveyor, filling one with just bobs head and the other with just his body.
Worse things happened there too, which I may recount at a later date.
( , Fri 28 Sep 2007, 0:22, Reply)
When on my summer holiday from uni, back in the day, I need cash quite badly, and ended up working 12 hour night shifts in a pea canning factory in East Anglia. If you ever eat canned peas, this is probably where they come from, just different labels. Here I learnt that the difference between M&S peas, Tesco finest and Tesco value, is not the pea.
Just the number of people on a conveyor belt picking out bits of dead slug/snail/mouse/rat/whatever. Posh peas = ~10 people, value = 1. After 8 hours of this, even the most diligent person would let a few through...
They also did bob the builder pasta shapes, and I amused myself by taking two cans off of the conveyor, filling one with just bobs head and the other with just his body.
Worse things happened there too, which I may recount at a later date.
( , Fri 28 Sep 2007, 0:22, Reply)
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