Wow Mrs Morrison, I love that picture in your sig of the girl crying blood... who is that? (the artÃst)
I work at a department store as a shop assistant/customer service person. As a result I hate people. About 99% of the customer base are ignorant consumers who for some reason were born without the ability to show respect for another human being. The only time they're happy is when they're buying useless shit at ridiculously marked down prices. Little do they know the prices look so ridiculous because we mark up RRP so fucking high. At the end of the day they end up buying more shit then they had planned for because they get sucked into every stupid little deal. Poor little sheep.
Putting ice cream into cones... It lasted two shifts before they did the whole "don't call us, we'll call you"
currently I have no job because I needed two months unpaid leave to go on holiday to Europe for my grandma's 90th birthday and to run a camp for young kids so my work was like "nah!" and I was like "Well, fuck you then." and quit... but I wasn't expecting them to give me the leave. Europe rocks my world - totally worth it. I just have to get a job when I get back.
I drive a delivery van for the local florist. It's pretty awesome, lots of driving, no boss on my ass, and I get to hook people up with flowers! Plus I get to see all of those huge mansions hidden deep in the woods that I've always wondered about.
I'm a floor layer. I lay wooden floors in rich peoples appartments. But don't get rich people salary.