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Mudcat

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Think I'll keep a little running blog on this.

So yesterday I went and registered with another employment agency. I ended up leaving my cell phone there by accident and they had to call me and I had to go back and get it. That might have been seen as none too impressive however they just called me and offered me a job - starting today. I'm not really ready to start working today but the pay is good and I'm thinking maybe we got something here. Maybe I have to make things happen.

But then comes the catch. The job is automotive assembly line.

Cue the muted trumpet music of disappointment. WUH WUUUUHHH!

I cannot do assembly line. I have no idea how people do assembly line. I'm glad there are people who can but it is not me.

I actually tried it once years ago. I lasted 2 hours - and it was amazing I lasted that long. I don't know how you turn off your brain and stand in one spot and do the same little movement over and over until forever. I get the heeby jeebies just thinking about it. It's almost a feeling of claustrophobia - like being buried alive.

Okay that's an exaggeration but seriously, if they were offering 50 bucks an hour, I would have had to say no.

I am not feeling in a position to be super fussy right now - I may have to take something I don't like just to get things moving.

But not assembly line.
 
I did a sorta kinda assembly line job for a summer job during college for 3 years. well I think the first summer it was like 95% assembly line as you have to pay your dues. by my 3rd year, I got to do all sorts of fun stuff and maybe worked on that thing for like 7 or 8 days.


It was a thing called a wax slabber, and it was in the wax/parafin part of the oil refinery I worked in. Every 30 seconds the machine spit out 6 10 lb wax rectangles like 2 feet by 16 inches and 2 inches thick. two of us had the job of cleaning any sort of dirt in or around the slab off. 1 put it in a box or in a gaylord, and 1 weighed it, printed out a label and put it on the conveyor belt....


I had interesting co-workers, a mix of college students like me and old school blue collar workers. we listened to music and talked about everything. so I didn't mind it too much.

I really liked cleaning the insides of the huge oil tanks though. that was the best job.
 
Meanwhile I have an interview tomorrow with a School Bus driving place. They want me to bring 2 letters of personal reference.

I have people willing to be my personal references. That's no problem. I'm not going to make them type up these goofy letters though. I guess I'll type my own personal references and send them copies so they know all the wonderful things they said about me.

Fun and games.
 
every job i've ever had has had some sort of 'assembly line' to it. mowing lawns and flipping burgers as a teen, both full of the same routines. turret lathe operator, repetitive actions x 25,000 little parts. slapping chain on a drilling rig, routine. school teaching, routine broken only by new faces that are attached to the same goofy teenagers changing every hour or 90 minutes. writing tech papers, subjects change but routine is the same. i'm not even sure i can think of any jobs that don't have some sort of assembly line processes to them.
 
I still don't understand why anyone would want to talk someone out of committing suicide.

It's like someone ordering a hamburger at a restaurant, and everyone insisting to the person that they really wanted the club sandwich. No matter how badly he doesn't want the club sandwich, but everyone else has already decided it is a better choice for him.

Some people would actually be happier if they were dead. I think we should have clinics. And not just Dr. Jack terminally ill style. For anyone who wants to check out.
 
Can you listen to music or watch movies like Wally does?



Who me?

Yes, I can do that all day long at the moment since I don't have a job.

Do you mean could I do that while working on an assembly line? Listen to music maybe. But it is all academic because I would never take the job.

Other jobs? It varies. I have had one or two jobs that weren't very intense but the vast majority of jobs I have ended up with have been busy as hell.
 
I still don't understand why anyone would want to talk someone out of committing suicide.

It's like someone ordering a hamburger at a restaurant, and everyone insisting to the person that they really wanted the club sandwich. No matter how badly he doesn't want the club sandwich, but everyone else has already decided it is a better choice for him.

Some people would actually be happier if they were dead. I think we should have clinics. And not just Dr. Jack terminally ill style. For anyone who wants to check out.

You don't talk someone wanting to commit suicide out of it, you talk someone seeking attention in the most desperate of ways into not doing what they weren't going to do in the first place.