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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I got a job in a factory when I was 16
The factory produced video tapes in a "clean" area, and they came out into what must therefore have been the "dirty" area where all us scrotes were stationed.
My job was to pack tapes that had just been shrink-wrapped into their boxes and stick them in a crate. This would have been merely tedious except that the shrink-wrap was still fucking hot, and still tacky, so if you didn't do it at light speed your fingers got burned.
But the crowning glory, the part of the job that was really aimed at making the inmates (sorry, employees) suicidal, was that the film you were packing was played to you on continuous loop *all day*. My first day was 12 hours of Michael Flatley's Lord of the Dance (aaaaargh). Day 2 was the East 17 video - I quit halfway through the day...
Apols for girth
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 15:15, Reply)
The factory produced video tapes in a "clean" area, and they came out into what must therefore have been the "dirty" area where all us scrotes were stationed.
My job was to pack tapes that had just been shrink-wrapped into their boxes and stick them in a crate. This would have been merely tedious except that the shrink-wrap was still fucking hot, and still tacky, so if you didn't do it at light speed your fingers got burned.
But the crowning glory, the part of the job that was really aimed at making the inmates (sorry, employees) suicidal, was that the film you were packing was played to you on continuous loop *all day*. My first day was 12 hours of Michael Flatley's Lord of the Dance (aaaaargh). Day 2 was the East 17 video - I quit halfway through the day...
Apols for girth
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 15:15, Reply)
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