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The lousy/stupid things you've done for money.
Laura and I once sacrificed our 8 month-old daughter on the altar of Scientific Advancement for bucks.
No, really, we did. Somebody at the U of TN was doing a graduate study of... something to do with how/if infants memorize things. Baby Sophie had to look at some flashing lights for about 45 seconds, and we got $10 for it. Come to think about it, that baby has made more money on an hourly basis ($800/hour!) by her 8th month than her old man likely will ever.
I also had this really pathetic and boring job making sure all these little shiites properly filled in the circles on their standardized tests. We had to go through the tests (with a #2 pencil of course) and make sure they coded in their name/SS number in properly, and then make sure they filled in the bubbles correctly. Of course, a lot of kids didn't follow the FREAKIN' SIMPLE RULES...
(OK, I'm over it. God that job sucked)
... Anyway, a lot of the little bastiges checked/lined through/whatever instead and it was my job to make sure their lines turned into properly filled out bubbles.
I lasted 5 days at that job, and only that long because my best friend worked there and we'd get... uh, "in the proper mental framework" before our shift started.
No, really, we did. Somebody at the U of TN was doing a graduate study of... something to do with how/if infants memorize things. Baby Sophie had to look at some flashing lights for about 45 seconds, and we got $10 for it. Come to think about it, that baby has made more money on an hourly basis ($800/hour!) by her 8th month than her old man likely will ever.
I also had this really pathetic and boring job making sure all these little shiites properly filled in the circles on their standardized tests. We had to go through the tests (with a #2 pencil of course) and make sure they coded in their name/SS number in properly, and then make sure they filled in the bubbles correctly. Of course, a lot of kids didn't follow the FREAKIN' SIMPLE RULES...
(OK, I'm over it. God that job sucked)
... Anyway, a lot of the little bastiges checked/lined through/whatever instead and it was my job to make sure their lines turned into properly filled out bubbles.
I lasted 5 days at that job, and only that long because my best friend worked there and we'd get... uh, "in the proper mental framework" before our shift started.
one of my more regretable moments of my life. afterward doing our thing, she passed out and i went through her wallet. she really was pissed broke but she had a phone card that hadnt been used yet, so i took it.
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