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So next Saturday on the 22, I will be Santa Clause for 4 hours. I will wear a big suit and a fake beard and say "Ho Ho Ho, merry Christmas, what do you want for Christmas little boy?"

I was wondering what all you have done in the past for money? Anything that involves public humiliation, disgusting situations or odd environments? Please share.

When I was 17 I worked with an entertainment company and walked about wearing a giant Puss in Boots costume.

The best fun was taking the piss out of the Orangemen at the parades on the 12th

Me? Don't be silly. :p

I once got paid for trimming the hooves of cattle with bolt cutters. (That was what I did some of the time anyway - a very strange operation, particularly when the cow is not interested in having her hooves trimmed.)

I was wondering what all you have done in the past for money? Anything that involves public humiliation, disgusting situations or odd environments? Please share.Public humiliation, disgusting situations, and odd environments? Say no more: Summer Camp.

Anything that involves public humiliation

I worked in a local co-op...

I worked in a local co-op...

You poor guy :eek:

I did some hard work once...thats kind of weird since every job I have ever had I have basically just messed about the whole time

I was wondering what all you have done in the past for money?

er....why are you thinking of that? :D

I sat around and played minesweeper for the first three months of my internship. Can you say bored?

You poor guy :eek:

I know. It sucks. We had a supervisor we called the Rottweiler. Face like she was chewing a mouthful of bees, and an attitude to match.

I'm so glad I got a better job, and with it some ounce of self-respect.

uh.......all my jobs are weird.

I was the mascot my junior year in high school though, got arrested for "inciting violence" because we were playing against a team called the Chickasha Chicks, and I was walking up and down the side lines with a rubber chicken in a noose. I got jumped by the cheerleaders and some football players.......

I got a concussion and 28 hours community service. *nod*

So next Saturday on the 22, I will be Santa Clause for 4 hours. I will wear a big suit and a fake beard and say "Ho Ho Ho, merry Christmas, what do you want for Christmas little boy?"

I was wondering what all you have done in the past for money? Anything that involves public humiliation, disgusting situations or odd environments? Please share.

one video production company I worked for did nothing but sit around and watch videos.

uh.......all my jobs are weird.

I was the mascot my junior year in high school though, got arrested for "inciting violence" because we were playing against a team called the Chickasha Chicks, and I was walking up and down the side lines with a rubber chicken in a noose. I got jumped by the cheerleaders and some football players.......

I got a concussion and 28 hours community service. *nod*

If there's a reason to love the US, it's people like Smunkeeville.

When I was fifteen, a national mudbogging tour hired me for the day to slog across the mud with a winch cable whenever a truck got stuck. Even at that young age, I knew my true calling. :)

Sure... I was a bell ringer who stood to next to one of those Salvation Army collection bubbles...

I was wondering what all you have done in the past for money? Anything that involves public humiliation, disgusting situations or odd environments? Please share.

Well, I was in the Army for four years...

I was an anatomy amanuensis. It entailed teaching younger students to dissect corpses. Also, later on I was an autopsy amanuensis.

I used to have a job creating zombies for horror films, I will give you a hint we didn't use actors for the scenes in which the zombies were being mowed down with bullets or being killed with a chainsaw.

I'm a writer.

Sure... I was a bell ringer who stood to next to one of those Salvation Army collection bubbles...
The Salvation Army Collection Bubble Person at my work yesterday was smoking doobies whilst collection. It instilled lulz in me.

For three years in a row I happened to be unemployed around Christmas and was able to get a job between Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve playing the part of "Kris Moose" at the local mall. It involved sitting in a plywood box (done up on the outside to look like a giant present) where I operated a giant animatronic moose head that talked with the local children and sang Christmas songs and told stories.

A lot of oddness ensued.

One year when there were no children around I asked a man what he wanted for Christmas and was told "a couple of Chinese girls".

Once when I asked a child what he wanted me to sing I was told "A Jimmy Buffet song!"

My personal favorite though is once early in the morning after the mall had just opened a man came over and was looking at the Christmas decorations. I swiveled the moose head around to watch the guy staying quiet until he said something like "It must have really good motion sensors." at which point I replied indignantly "I do NOT have motion sensors!" he jumped a foot.

Only poor people work.

I sat around and played minesweeper for the first three months of my internship. Can you say bored?
I read Wikipedia. I've been working from home lately though, so I can get up and do something productive when I run out of work.

Regarding strange jobs, I sold CUTCO knives last year. Although they're a good product, I am a terrible salesman.

For three years in a row I happened to be unemployed around Christmas and was able to get a job between Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve playing the part of "Kris Moose" at the local mall. It involved sitting in a plywood box (done up on the outside to look like a giant present) where I operated a giant animatronic moose head that talked with the local children and sang Christmas songs and told stories.

A lot of oddness ensued.

One year when there were no children around I asked a man what he wanted for Christmas and was told "a couple of Chinese girls".

Once when I asked a child what he wanted me to sing I was told "A Jimmy Buffet song!"

My personal favorite though is once early in the morning after the mall had just opened a man came over and was looking at the Christmas decorations. I swiveled the moose head around to watch the guy staying quiet until he said something like "It must have really good motion sensors." at which point I replied indignantly "I do NOT have motion sensors!" he jumped a foot.

:p:p

The Salvation Army Collection Bubble Person at my work yesterday was smoking doobies whilst collection. It instilled lulz in me.

Well, it does get very boring... :p

I was an anatomy amanuensis. It entailed teaching younger students to dissect corpses. Also, later on I was an autopsy amanuensis.

How coincidental. I studied as a butcher (temporarily). The money was surprisingly good, considering how few hours I worked.

For three years in a row I happened to be unemployed around Christmas and was able to get a job between Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve playing the part of "Kris Moose" at the local mall. It involved sitting in a plywood box (done up on the outside to look like a giant present) where I operated a giant animatronic moose head that talked with the local children and sang Christmas songs and told stories.

A lot of oddness ensued.

One year when there were no children around I asked a man what he wanted for Christmas and was told "a couple of Chinese girls".

Once when I asked a child what he wanted me to sing I was told "A Jimmy Buffet song!"

My personal favorite though is once early in the morning after the mall had just opened a man came over and was looking at the Christmas decorations. I swiveled the moose head around to watch the guy staying quiet until he said something like "It must have really good motion sensors." at which point I replied indignantly "I do NOT have motion sensors!" he jumped a foot.

Awesome.

I was a Ninja Turtle (among other things) at kids birthday parties for a few years. I was a mall Easter Bunny. In my current job things can get odd, like a couple months ago when I had to herd geese, or last month when I hung out with the US Olympic synchronized swimming team.

When I worked at a golf course, one of my duties was to drive around the driving range cart to pick up balls...

And once, one of the golf balls that somebody hit at it found a hole in the protective netting. And hit me. Where did it hit me, you ask?

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Yeah. :(

I once had a job at a watersports centre where all I did was shadow tourists canoing down a river a ways and when they had finished, tie the canoes to the back of my kayak and paddle them back up the river for the next lot.

The river was very broad and slow moving and it was actually a lot more fun than it sounds.

For three years in a row I happened to be unemployed around Christmas and was able to get a job between Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve playing the part of "Kris Moose" at the local mall. It involved sitting in a plywood box (done up on the outside to look like a giant present) where I operated a giant animatronic moose head that talked with the local children and sang Christmas songs and told stories.

A lot of oddness ensued.

One year when there were no children around I asked a man what he wanted for Christmas and was told "a couple of Chinese girls".

Once when I asked a child what he wanted me to sing I was told "A Jimmy Buffet song!"

My personal favorite though is once early in the morning after the mall had just opened a man came over and was looking at the Christmas decorations. I swiveled the moose head around to watch the guy staying quiet until he said something like "It must have really good motion sensors." at which point I replied indignantly "I do NOT have motion sensors!" he jumped a foot.

But here's the scary thing. Redwulf cannot sing. At all. But the kids adored him. They stood in front of that damn moose for as long as their parents would let them, shouting requests. I will never understand children.

I was employed at a sausage works, once. I had to quit after a few days, there are some foods that even I can't stand to see prepared.

I was in charge of a shrink wrap machine at a print shop a few years ago in high school. I used to put my socks on the heating belt to make them warm and toasty. I also shrink wrapped a computer game that I wanted to return.

But here's the scary thing. Redwulf cannot sing. At all. But the kids adored him. They stood in front of that damn moose for as long as their parents would let them, shouting requests. I will never understand children.

What's scary is they kept telling me what a good singer I am. Even I know I'm tone deaf.

So next Saturday on the 22, I will be Santa Clause for 4 hours. I will wear a big suit and a fake beard and say "Ho Ho Ho, merry Christmas, what do you want for Christmas little boy?"

I was wondering what all you have done in the past for money? Anything that involves public humiliation, disgusting situations or odd environments? Please share.

I was a student lab assistant for a Zoology class. I cleaned the cages, fed the animals and set up disection tables in the Zoology lab. I didn't consider it particularly disgusting, except for the tarantulas. It was publicly humiliating, but not to me - a boy who had tormented me in high school walked into the lab while I was handling the snakes (I had a gopher snake in one hand and a mountain king snake [they look like coral snakes] around my neck), he turned green and fainted.

Well, it does get very boring... :p
What surprises me is that people have complained about the bells they jingle being annoying to the point that they have been banned, but no one said a thing about the guy smoking pot.

I've done the Santa gig in various forms, but only once as a "mall Santa" type. The funniest one was the "down the middle of the train Santa and reindeer parade" for a PR campaign for a local shopping center's "romantiku curisumasu ebento", as the elf announced it. Basically involved me and the Santa crew walking down the length of a train shaking hands and ho, ho, ho-ing.
The magic show where the magician conjured up Santa was fun. And the free charity gig I sometimes do at a local hospital is amazing.

My most regular costumed character gig is the "pumpkin King" at the same shopping center above for their Halloween parade/event.

I spen a summer as a volunteer wilderness patroller in N.California for the USFS. That summer I got a week long job on the mess line for fire fighters fighting wildfires on the district. And I also spent a night simply watching the point of origin for the second fire we had that year on the district.

The worst job I ever had was mowing lawns in the heat, humidity, and mosquitos of a S. Texas summer. That was "fun"...

I got paid about $50 US to talk to a group of locals at a local community center here in Osaka.

While not actually a job, the audition I went to for a job at the Universal Studios Japan theme park was quite amusing. I was sent to the wrong audition. I was looking for an acting job but ended up at a dance audition. I've never had ancy dance training or experience, but figured what the hey and did it. I didn't even make the first cut, but at least I can say I've auditioned for a real acting type job and I wasn't the worst dancer there... :p

Public humiliation, disgusting situations, and odd environments? Say no more: Summer Camp.

...flutes?

...flutes?Public humiliation consisted of jumping into murky water for the entertainment of the assembled campers. Disgusting situations would be the water again, along with the 30 cm of muck accumulated at the bottom, and the leeches that accompanied you on your way out. And an environment where fish will drown without human aid is most certainly odd.

Well once i dressed as a ghostbuster for a parade in a town of about 2000 people, with my mates, it was great but i got sprayed with silly-string, but that added to the gunge effect, it was fun got second place out of 3 contests.
One was giving money to charity and was the local small hospital, the other was mother and daughter dressed as pirates.

I've also sung at karoeke on holiday, and at the local pub but i've moved away from those.

So not alot really i guess about average amount of embarrasing things.

Winner of the Worst Job in Singapore contest,
Zoo sperm bank worker Mohd. Binatang bin Goncang (http://www.shsweb.fi/forum/1/17414/17425/)
"hands down"

Last summer, I was paid to watch paint flake and analyze how it did so.
No kidding.

I was, very briefly, that bastard who called to talk to you about your long distance service.


I'm sorry.