Had lunch with my group of every long-term mates last Friday and had one arrive from Tassie, who we had not seen for over 30 years. We started talking about what we had done over the past decades and there were some strange experiences, especially about employment.
My weirdest job was actually my first after University at the Veterinary Research Institute in Parkville. I worked on a program studying reproductive diseases in sheep and cattle, and I had to take sperm samples from Rams and Bulls. My Dad used to tell all his mates that his son had spent 16 years of education, to be jerking off sheep. I must say it was always of keen interest to young ladies at Parties for some reason.
Anyone else have any strange and wonderful stories to relate ???
one of my first jobs was as a census collector (paper). was pretty good as we lived out bush so got to drive my car heaps and get paid petrol money. Also met a lot of our neighbours as well. I had to help a couple people fill out the form who couldn’t read or write, I was a bit naïve and thought they were taking the ■■■■ at first. but that was a pretty good experience. Also had another where I was at the door and a lady had just jumped out of the shower and walked straight past you could see straight in the entrance window. she said she wasn’t expecting any visitors as lived pretty remote and apologized.
Packing onions into 20kg bags and potatoes into 50kg bags then stacking them up to about 7-8 feet high on pallets.
Collecting shopping trolleys. That’s fun in 40+ degree Adelaide heat.
Home delivery of groceries in Adelaide’s… less affluent… northern suburbs.
Had lunch with my group of every long-term mates last Friday and had one arrive from Tassie, who we had not seen for over 30 years. We started talking about what we had done over the past decades and there were some strange experiences, especially about employment.
My weirdest job was actually my first after University at the Veterinary Research Institute in Parkville. I worked on a program studying reproductive diseases in sheep and cattle, and I had to take sperm samples from Rams and Bulls. My Dad used to tell all his mates that his son had spent 16 years of education, to be jerking off sheep. I must say it was always of keen interest to young ladies at Parties for some reason.
Anyone else have any strange and wonderful stories to relate ???
I used to rent out a mechanical bull, so kind of the same, but not quite as messy.
And I also drove around an escort and her security attache for a few nights to help out because the security attache lost his licence. That was interesting.
And I also drove around an escort and her security attache for a few nights to help out because the security attache lost his licence. That was interesting.
And I also drove around an escort and her security attache for a few nights to help out because the security attache lost his licence. That was interesting.
Lol. Very familiar with that job.
Learned a bit about time management from the experience. 1 hour means 1 farking hour. Not 1 hour and 3 minutes. Not even 1 hour and 30 seconds.
Had lunch with my group of every long-term mates last Friday and had one arrive from Tassie, who we had not seen for over 30 years. We started talking about what we had done over the past decades and there were some strange experiences, especially about employment.
My weirdest job was actually my first after University at the Veterinary Research Institute in Parkville. I worked on a program studying reproductive diseases in sheep and cattle, and I had to take sperm samples from Rams and Bulls. My Dad used to tell all his mates that his son had spent 16 years of education, to be jerking off sheep. I must say it was always of keen interest to young ladies at Parties for some reason.
Anyone else have any strange and wonderful stories to relate ???
I used to rent out a mechanical bull, so kind of the same, but not quite as messy.
Worked on film and tv sets for a while. Had an icecream ad where we put a model in a bath of melted chocolate. It was decided she wear wet suit shorts to keep the chocolate out of her bits but that caused her to float so we had to weigh her down with a shotbag. Was weird.
Used to work in a Swiss village high in the Alps. One job was to take a group of punters on a hike to an alpine cheese making farm. On the way down, I had to carry the 10kg wheel of cheese back to the town centre for sale.
Used to work in a Swiss village high in the Alps. One job was to take a group of punters on a hike to an alpine cheese making farm. On the way down, I had to carry the 10kg wheel of cheese back to the town centre for sale.