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Do You Remember Friday?
Do you remember Fridays? The indescribable feeling of utter joy that signified that thankfully school was over for another two days. The misery of sitting in a classroom against your will was to be alleviated and replaced with the respite of resentment from parents who didn’t know what to do with you. Yes, Friday was a fine time. Friday represented hope a brief, fleeting window in which anything was possible and the misery of school, with its press-gang style education was exposed for what it was, finite.
Nobody’s Prerogative
No one ever plans to end up as a dancer on Bourbon Street. It’s an employment choice born of pure desperation. I worked at a unisex joint called Sweet Mama’s. After only two weeks on the job, I despised every minute of my interminable shifts. I lurched around the club in stilettos like an awkward stork, as songs like “Strokin’” and “My Prerogative” pounded in the background.
The Last Day of Term
Last week David pulled his pants down in the class and farted in another boy’s face. David farts all the time. He loves the smell and sound of his own farts as do the rest of the class, chortling away when he breaks wind for the tenth time in the hour. David is also a racist, making Chinese eyes or calling the Latin-Americans dirty monkeys. David is 13 years old. There’s not much of a positive spin you can put on that ergo the utter bollocks above.
Fainting Distance
New in a foreign city, Carter Vance explores the modern way of meeting people. Everything is digital in our age and it doesn’t look like it will change soon.
Mile End to Clydebank
In a heroic attempt to watch Scotland lose at football, Laurence visits an East-End boozer and encounters one of his Scottish compatriots.
Goodbye yellow brick road
Frank Sonderborg goes back to 1973 and the dawn of Ireland in the E.U. An opportunity to work, drink, screw and smoke abroad proves a great draw in Europe.
Nursing: It’s not a vocation if you hate it
The endless cycle of work and hate and the world of nursing is revealed by a desperately exhausted Caitriona Murphy.
Breakfast shift Brexit
Laurence takes a prozaic look at his experiences with European management, and the imminent brexit and comes to the same conclusion. Work is terrible.
Paying Dues
Hanna Abi Akl takes a good, hard look at his work life and then chooses freedom instead.
12 fragments of a first job
Adventure, excitement and drugs. All the things that don’t appear on a resumé.
Temping in America: Part III
The conclusion of Matt Micheli’s journey through temping jobs in America.
How to be a Decent Cashier
Personal perspective takes a strange turn after working as a cashier for a long time.
Temping in America: Part II
Matt Micheli continues his odyssey through temping work in America
Boys, Booze and Bathrooms
Laura Smith documents the “living for the weekend” lifestyle in middle America in a tale of boys, booze and bathrooms.
The Inner Dialogue of Retail
The inner dialogue between a cashier and an overworked mother in small town America. A must for all those who have worked behind the counter.
Selling Phone Sex in the 80’s
In a time before phone sex lines, Leah Mueller finds herself selling packages of potential lust to lonely American men.
From Telemarketer to Manual Labourer
Matt Micheli, fired from his job as a telemarketer, finds himself at a temping agency, seeking solace in the one industry that doesn’t care. Manual labour.
Driving Corpses for Money
The following is an excerpt from Brandon Christopher’s book ‘The Job Pirate: An Entertaining Tale of my Job-Hopping Journey in America’.
