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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Not for the squeamish
Not 'official' work experience, but my aunt, who was at a loss for what to do with me whilst I was staying with her for two weeks, sorted me out with some 'volunteer' work (I had no choice in the matter) at the wildlife rescue charity where she worked.
My job involved cleaning out pet carriers with wounded hedgehogs, pigeons, etc in. I thought dog shit was the worst smell ever. But how many people have had their head inside a pet carrier liberally smeared with hedgehog droppings? I assure you that it's considerably worse.
This isn't the worst bit, though. Feeding the bastard prickly things was the one thing most people refused to do. I'm not a squeamish person. They fed the hedgehogs a mixture of kitten food, biscuits, vitamin mix....and baby chicks.
The baby chicks are a result of the battery egg process. Some eggs are kept and hatched in order to get more chickens. Some of these eggs hatch into cocks, ok, male chickens. As we all know, men are useless, at least for laying eggs. So, they gas them. At one day old, the baby chicken still has the yolk inside the stomach. Hedgehogs, particularly wounded ones, need their food chopped up.
You can guess what's coming. Kitchen scissors, off with the legs, off with the beak, cut it all into little pieces, and be careful where you aim so that all that lovely protein-filled yolk doesn't go everywhere. I don't know how I did it, really I don't. Hedgehogs are evil.
Length? About 5 inches long and covered in spikes.
( , Fri 11 May 2007, 14:18, Reply)
Not 'official' work experience, but my aunt, who was at a loss for what to do with me whilst I was staying with her for two weeks, sorted me out with some 'volunteer' work (I had no choice in the matter) at the wildlife rescue charity where she worked.
My job involved cleaning out pet carriers with wounded hedgehogs, pigeons, etc in. I thought dog shit was the worst smell ever. But how many people have had their head inside a pet carrier liberally smeared with hedgehog droppings? I assure you that it's considerably worse.
This isn't the worst bit, though. Feeding the bastard prickly things was the one thing most people refused to do. I'm not a squeamish person. They fed the hedgehogs a mixture of kitten food, biscuits, vitamin mix....and baby chicks.
The baby chicks are a result of the battery egg process. Some eggs are kept and hatched in order to get more chickens. Some of these eggs hatch into cocks, ok, male chickens. As we all know, men are useless, at least for laying eggs. So, they gas them. At one day old, the baby chicken still has the yolk inside the stomach. Hedgehogs, particularly wounded ones, need their food chopped up.
You can guess what's coming. Kitchen scissors, off with the legs, off with the beak, cut it all into little pieces, and be careful where you aim so that all that lovely protein-filled yolk doesn't go everywhere. I don't know how I did it, really I don't. Hedgehogs are evil.
Length? About 5 inches long and covered in spikes.
( , Fri 11 May 2007, 14:18, Reply)
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