Friday, 12 October 2007

Sunday Scribblings #80 - First Job, Worst Job, Dream Job

First Job :
The first thing that came to mind was the hardest first job anyone could imagine - getting to where I am now - hurdling over a sad mother, sad kid, absent father = survivor! But nah, don't want to go there this time!

When I left school, there was no vocational guidance, no guidance at all! Girls were groomed to catch a husband and breed. Workwise the choices were limited ... secretary, teacher, nurse, hairdresser, shop girl, no girls I knew went to University. I wanted any occupation that would get me out of home. I wanted to join the Army, the Navy, the Police Force or be a Nanny, but was told I was not clever enough. I went round in a circle with the first paid job being a telephonist, a switch bitch, for the Postmaster Generals Dept which to mother's delight got me back living with Grandmother. I was on a downhill run again!

Worst Job :
You know I can't think of one. I've done a myriad of jobs ... telephonist, bars, waitress, office, sales, Wife, Mother, cleaned toilets, cleaned hotels, store detective, kitchen hand, market stalls, lover, retailer, baby sitter, cook, hotel manager, counsellor, seamstress, stick picker, cotton chipper, trainer, workplace assessor, community representative, advocate, demonstrator, chef, operations manager, chef manager, catering contractor, scribe, sociologist, collector, volunteer, trouble maker, problem solver, drama queen, stirrer, party guest. There's a zillion more ... both paid and unpaid, all led somewhere, all met the need of keeping a roof over my head - no job worse than any other other, the motto was always work to live not live to work!

Dream Job :
That's easy ... I'm doing it now! Went through all the other BS to get to where I am now! The wages are shite, the conditions are brilliant, the uniform is flanellette, the hours are flexible, the possibilities are endless and the Boss is Moi!!

13 Comments:

Jo said...

What a fab, fab post. Honest, painful, funny..... I think you'd be good to hang out with :)

ana said...

The element of light humor is what makes this post so different and brilliant.

and yes if you get to be the boss of yourself, its a dream job alright!

tumblewords said...

Cute post!! The humor is perfect and the ending is superb. Flanellette and ink make fine partners.

paisley said...

i love it... and if you have any openings let me know,,, i think id be a star employee!!!!

gautami tripathy said...

Hilarious post! I loved it!

Herb Urban said...

I love your humor! You should hit your boss up for a raise. You deserve it!

tricia stirling said...

This is so good. and i'm glad it has such a happy ending. shitey wages, oh well. we're so lucky indeed.
isn't it wonderful how many people are writing that they already have their dream job?

Robin said...

I love that you're happy where you are now.

Just Jen said...

your post reminded me of a 'worst' job that I forgot to list on my sunday scribblings...the cleaning toilets....maybe it was a deliberate forgetting into my subconscious...lol
I love the flanellette part, I get that luxury too....ah, fuzzy slippers to work, nothing could be better!

Jennifer Hicks said...

Wonderful post!

Love hearing about how you're in charge now! Money is always secondary to doing what you love!

Jenn

Patois said...

Your love of your dream job comes through loud and clear.

UL said...

That was superb...short, honest humour and life...yes, that was life. You potrayed it well, thanks for sharing.

sarala said...

I can't wait until I qualify for your job.
Nice scribbling.

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