Work Experience
We've got a work experience kid in for a couple of weeks and he'll do anything you tell him to... He's was in the server room most of yesterday monitoring the network activity lights - he almost missed his lunch till we took pity on him.
We are bastards.
How bad was your first experience of work?
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 9:45)
We've got a work experience kid in for a couple of weeks and he'll do anything you tell him to... He's was in the server room most of yesterday monitoring the network activity lights - he almost missed his lunch till we took pity on him.
We are bastards.
How bad was your first experience of work?
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 9:45)
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My first job: I was one of those annoying charity twunts..
...that hassle you in the street to sign up for various charities. The company I worked for told me I'd be collecting for some really worthwhile charities, Barnados, ActionAid etc, but on my first day I found out I'd be collecting for the Dog's Trust. During the height of the Make Poverty History campaign... dogs weren't really high on people's agendas.
Anyway, on my first day doing door-to-door work I:
- Was chased down the street by an old woman, who threw tins out of her recycling bin at me
- Stumbled into some domestic dispute, and had to stand at the doorway while this bastard husband compared the dogs I was trying to get sponsored to his wife.
- Had an old gentleman set his dog on me. (Oh the irony)
- Was greeted at one doorway by an extremely obese man in his vest and pants(who actually smelt like he was rotting) who promptly shat himself and carried on chatting like it was normal. It's quite difficult to sell a charity when you keep getting distracted by shit sliding down someone's legs.
Happy times.
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 12:32, Reply)
...that hassle you in the street to sign up for various charities. The company I worked for told me I'd be collecting for some really worthwhile charities, Barnados, ActionAid etc, but on my first day I found out I'd be collecting for the Dog's Trust. During the height of the Make Poverty History campaign... dogs weren't really high on people's agendas.
Anyway, on my first day doing door-to-door work I:
- Was chased down the street by an old woman, who threw tins out of her recycling bin at me
- Stumbled into some domestic dispute, and had to stand at the doorway while this bastard husband compared the dogs I was trying to get sponsored to his wife.
- Had an old gentleman set his dog on me. (Oh the irony)
- Was greeted at one doorway by an extremely obese man in his vest and pants(who actually smelt like he was rotting) who promptly shat himself and carried on chatting like it was normal. It's quite difficult to sell a charity when you keep getting distracted by shit sliding down someone's legs.
Happy times.
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 12:32, Reply)
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