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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fed to the lions
I was well chuffed to get work experience at the safari park, I could cycle to it from my house, and I brought some new work boots and everything. I was even happy mucking out (I could pretend the zebra was the stripy horse of my childhood I never got.)
I was mainly based in the large animal enclosure. Zebras, rhinos, giraffes - brilliant. A few days in I was asked if I wanted to visit the big cat’s enclosure. Best work experience ever.
So the man explains, the cats are still in there sleeping pens, we'll drop of the meat around the enclosure, then we'll get back in the jeep and they’ll let the cats out. Sounds good, so off we went, I didn’t even mind getting covered in the cold gloopy bloodyness that was getting all over my clothes. I start walking back to the jeep and he gives the signal to let the cats out. I sit in the car, just for him to shout, "whets that, they'll choke,” pointing at a big ripped bit of rubber of a car or something. So he’s shouting, get it quick. He doesn’t look like has joking, I ask “me?” he replies, “no your fucking fairy godmother get it and get in the jeep, you have time” so I do….
And he starts driving away giggling as soon as I’m holding the rubber thingy…
My pants were an interesting colour that day.
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 20:51, Reply)
I was well chuffed to get work experience at the safari park, I could cycle to it from my house, and I brought some new work boots and everything. I was even happy mucking out (I could pretend the zebra was the stripy horse of my childhood I never got.)
I was mainly based in the large animal enclosure. Zebras, rhinos, giraffes - brilliant. A few days in I was asked if I wanted to visit the big cat’s enclosure. Best work experience ever.
So the man explains, the cats are still in there sleeping pens, we'll drop of the meat around the enclosure, then we'll get back in the jeep and they’ll let the cats out. Sounds good, so off we went, I didn’t even mind getting covered in the cold gloopy bloodyness that was getting all over my clothes. I start walking back to the jeep and he gives the signal to let the cats out. I sit in the car, just for him to shout, "whets that, they'll choke,” pointing at a big ripped bit of rubber of a car or something. So he’s shouting, get it quick. He doesn’t look like has joking, I ask “me?” he replies, “no your fucking fairy godmother get it and get in the jeep, you have time” so I do….
And he starts driving away giggling as soon as I’m holding the rubber thingy…
My pants were an interesting colour that day.
( , Thu 10 May 2007, 20:51, Reply)
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