Doing Nothing.
After spending three years of (technically) getting paid to do nothing at university, I found myself on the dole. I finally resigned myself to the fact that 80 quid a fortnight doesn't for a happy JimBob make, so I dragged my arse to an employment agency.

The first job they gave me was a three-month contract in a womens' prison, watching some dudes build fences (presumably the 15-foot fences already surrounding the building and throughout the place weren't secure enough).

All the eight of us had to do was make sure the prisoners didn't steal any tools, which would've been impossible anyway, thanks to the existing fences. £10 an hour to stand around in the sunshine chatting. Best. Job. Ever
( <somethingfunny> hasn't said anything funny since, Thu 30 Sep 2004, 16:35, Reply)