Before you became the great career success that you are today, surely there were some snags along the way.
After all, you had to pay the rent.
So what’s the one job that didn’t make it onto your résumé?
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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FIRSt! I wrote gay jack-off fiction, and romance novels in 1983- and 1983.
ReplyDeleteI was a telephone salesperson working for a Scientology front organization. We sold chimney cleaning services. Ostensibly. What we really did was confirm addresses and send our sales 'hot list' (read: Sucker List) uplines to the Scn. organization in Los Angeles. Ever wonder why your sweet little old grandma with no sales resistance gets all that crap mail from cults?
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm not real proud of that one. Be careful what you buy over the phone, folks. And from who.
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ReplyDelete..although we really did send out a couple of cloneboys to stand on your roof knocking off shingles who ran a chain brush down the chimney a couple of times. But yeah.
ReplyDelete*goes immediately to confession*
*takes handy ultraviolet jizz light along just to be on the safe side*
mae west's fluffer.
ReplyDeleteFUCK my resume'....HOW DO I GET IN ON THAT BRA-ON-BRA ACTION ?!?!?
ReplyDeleteBest Boy at Infomaniac Films.
ReplyDeleteLike FN, I too had a (short) career in the phone sales industry. That's all I want to say about that.
ReplyDeleteI also tried being a janitors assistant which I naturally sucked at. It did help in improving my sucking a lot. Honestly I knew one tool.
Did I mention I was very bad at both?
ReplyDeleteI briefly worked for a double-glazing company.
ReplyDeleteI walked out because it was boring beyond belief and the boss wasn't even worth a shag.
It was so boring, I can't even think of something vaguely risque about the job description.
Ah yes, the boss was less hygenic than Beast and thought he was worth a shag.
I knew there was a reason I repressed that memory.
I worked as a Glorified Bum washer in a nursing home for a while... not much fun cleaning all those wrinkly old arses... but i spose someone had to do it...
ReplyDeleteOh and I forgot... On a morning shift i was the designated chamberpot emptier. That was a shitty job...
ReplyDeleteLOL on the floor at Princess' remarks :)
ReplyDeleteGo-Go boy at local Gay club when I was 19......... really.....
COOKIE: FIRSt! I wrote gay jack-off fiction, and romance novels in 1983- and 1983.
ReplyDeleteRead us all a bedtime story!
NATIONS: I was a telephone salesperson working for a Scientology front organization. We sold chimney cleaning services. Ostensibly. What we really did was confirm addresses and send our sales 'hot list' (read: Sucker List) uplines to the Scn. organization in Los Angeles. Ever wonder why your sweet little old grandma with no sales resistance gets all that crap mail from cults?
Yeah, I'm not real proud of that one. Be careful what you buy over the phone, folks. And from who.
..although we really did send out a couple of cloneboys to stand on your roof knocking off shingles who ran a chain brush down the chimney a couple of times. But yeah.
*goes immediately to confession*
*takes handy ultraviolet jizz light along just to be on the safe side*
Say what? I can’t hear you. The tin cans on my E-meter just short-circuited.
NORMADESMOND: mae west's fluffer.
“A hard man is good to find.”
HEFF: FUCK my resume'....HOW DO I GET IN ON THAT BRA-ON-BRA ACTION ?!?!?
Down, boy!
XL: Best Boy at Infomaniac Films.
You’ve got a firm “grip” on that position.
CYBERPOOF: Like FN, I too had a (short) career in the phone sales industry. That's all I want to say about that.
I also tried being a janitors assistant which I naturally sucked at. It did help in improving my sucking a lot. Honestly I knew one tool.
Did I mention I was very bad at both?
Are you good at anything except shoe-shopping and drinking?
ROSES: I briefly worked for a double-glazing company.
I walked out because it was boring beyond belief and the boss wasn't even worth a shag.
It was so boring, I can't even think of something vaguely risque about the job description.
Ah yes, the boss was less hygenic than Beast and thought he was worth a shag.
I knew there was a reason I repressed that memory.
Do you generally shag the boss if he’s shag-worthy?
PRINCESS: I worked as a Glorified Bum washer in a nursing home for a while... not much fun cleaning all those wrinkly old arses... but i spose someone had to do it...
Oh and I forgot... On a morning shift i was the designated chamberpot emptier. That was a shitty job...
Were you ever tempted to yell, “Shit or get off the pot!”
DAMIEN: LOL on the floor at Princess' remarks :)
Go-Go boy at local Gay club when I was 19......... really.....
Would you consider a career as one of the Infomaniac Dancers?
I once snapped on rubber gloves and manhandled a mop for a living...
ReplyDeleteSx
I did give that phrase a lot of thought MJ. But given that it was me that would be getting them off the pot...I figured what would be the point? And many a time they waited until they were off the pot anyway... passive aggresive old things...
ReplyDeleteSCARLET: I once snapped on rubber gloves and manhandled a mop for a living...
ReplyDeleteTread lightly, Miss Scarlet, as you’re feeding into Beast’s rubber glove phobia.
PRINCESS: I did give that phrase a lot of thought MJ. But given that it was me that would be getting them off the pot...I figured what would be the point? And many a time they waited until they were off the pot anyway... passive aggresive old things...
You were up shit creek!
I used to chuck the off cuts from the local fish market onto a garbage truck,
ReplyDeleteI was a foot model in college. Besides the legit jobs of catalog work and such I did "art" photos on the side. I was perfectly aware I catered to the foot fetish lads and didn't care one wit, but it never went on the resume. I still have perfect feet by the way and still get the occasional comment from a stranger. I just smile knowingly, no guy compliments a woman's feet unless he's got a kink.
ReplyDeleteGood afternoon MJ,
ReplyDeleteBouncer in a porn movie joint.
TICKERS: I used to chuck the off cuts from the local fish market onto a garbage truck
ReplyDeleteAs you know, IVD spends a lot of time down at the docks, meeting and greeting the fleets as they come in.
I’m sure he smells like the fishy off-cuts rotting in the garbage truck.
KELLY RED: I was a foot model in college. Besides the legit jobs of catalog work and such I did "art" photos on the side. I was perfectly aware I catered to the foot fetish lads and didn't care one wit, but it never went on the resume. I still have perfect feet by the way and still get the occasional comment from a stranger. I just smile knowingly, no guy compliments a woman's feet unless he's got a kink.
How delightful!
Mistress MJ has always enjoyed drawing attention to her feet.
Just make sure you don’t ever disfigure your feet by slipping them into Crocs!
KARL: Good afternoon MJ,
Bouncer in a porn movie joint.
I hope you weren’t responsible for Pee-wee Herman’s arrest!
I was a model.
ReplyDeleteNo, really. For a group of other teen boys to sit around, sketching and painting me - in the middle of undressing.
The undressing part was the art teacher's idea. Hmmm.
There are few things less sexy than holding one pose for two hours solid in the middle of doing something that should take a few seconds.
And you know the thing about models sleeping with artists? I seem to have missed out on that one. Huh.
I Went From Door-to-Door
ReplyDeleteSalesman...
To Apartment
House
Hustler...
Actually I never had a Worst job...
They’re all the worst job.
But each time I discover that someone else has a far more horrible occupation I say, “I love my job...I love my job...”
BTW, does the Cool Cookie have any examples of his art? They'd make a good Infomanic competition prize.
ReplyDeleteArchaeologist ~ I uncovered the old relic that is MJ.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, yes. I do have a habit of shagging the boss.
ReplyDeleteI'm trying not to make the same mistake at my new places of work.
What can I say? I like men who boss me about.
KAPI: I was a model.
ReplyDeleteNo, really. For a group of other teen boys to sit around, sketching and painting me - in the middle of undressing.
The undressing part was the art teacher's idea. Hmmm.
There are few things less sexy than holding one pose for two hours solid in the middle of doing something that should take a few seconds.
And you know the thing about models sleeping with artists? I seem to have missed out on that one. Huh.
What happened if you got a cramp?
AYEM8Y: I Went From Door-to-Door
Salesman...
To Apartment
House
Hustler...
Actually I never had a Worst job...
They’re all the worst job.
But each time I discover that someone else has a far more horrible occupation I say, “I love my job...I love my job...”
And now you’re a truck stop trollop.
Don’t you just love a happy ending?
KAPI: BTW, does the Cool Cookie have any examples of his art? They'd make a good Infomanic competition prize.
Cookie, are you listening?
SID: Archaeologist ~ I uncovered the old relic that is MJ.
You experienced the curse of my womb, er, tomb.
ROSES: Unfortunately, yes. I do have a habit of shagging the boss.
I'm trying not to make the same mistake at my new places of work.
What can I say? I like men who boss me about.
Mistress MJ enjoys bossing you about as well.
Fix me a drink, would you?
@ Roses: That shower grout isn't going to clean itself, you know!
ReplyDeleteDid that work?
You can fluff my pillows while you're here, XL.
ReplyDeleteAnything else need fluffing?
ReplyDeleteKAPI: Anything else need fluffing?
ReplyDeleteThat got the houseboys’ attention.
There’s a queue forming as we speak.
I used to work as a fry cook at H. Salt Fish & Chips. I used to come home reeking of fish. I hated Fridays during lent too. Damn Catholics. Ooops! Did I just say that out loud???
ReplyDeleteI'm good at anticipating peoples needs before they know it themselves. And making people pay their bills.
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing it would be considered inappropriate (considering the knowledge, I now have) to offer Roses a job?
ReplyDeleteRANDOM: I used to work as a fry cook at H. Salt Fish & Chips. I used to come home reeking of fish. I hated Fridays during lent too. Damn Catholics. Ooops! Did I just say that out loud???
ReplyDeleteThose filthy Irish Catholics are the worst.
*casts sideways glance at SID*
CYBERPOOF: I'm good at anticipating peoples needs before they know it themselves. And making people pay their bills.
What are you going to do?
Throw your Louboutins at them?
KARL: I'm guessing it would be considered inappropriate (considering the knowledge, I now have) to offer Roses a job?
Introductions are in order first.
Karl, Roses.
Roses, Karl.
During evenings when I was still in High School I was a short order cook in a downtown bar filled with Prostitutes, Heroin addicts, Cokeheads, and Gangbangers. And those were just my co-workers!
ReplyDeleteI got home around 2am and slept through all of my classes so that I'd make it to work.
DONN: During evenings when I was still in High School I was a short order cook in a downtown bar filled with Prostitutes, Heroin addicts, Cokeheads, and Gangbangers. And those were just my co-workers!
ReplyDeleteI got home around 2am and slept through all of my classes so that I'd make it to work.
Isn’t that how Anthony Bourdain got his start?
Here's a good job: Plushie Pornstar
ReplyDelete*anoints Random's forehead with ashes*
ReplyDeleteMJ ~ Now a bankrupt filthy Irish catholic thank you very much!
I use to be a toll booth troll at the Humber Bridge. I was a lone worker and would ease the tedium by pretending to be in the red light district of Amsterdam with my very own window. I would lick my lips suggestively at the drivers and whisper "It's a tenner extra for anal" as I handed them their change.
ReplyDeleteKAPI: Here's a good job: Plushie Pornstar
ReplyDeleteNo floppy discs at THAT hard drive party!
SID: *anoints Random's forehead with ashes*
MJ ~ Now a bankrupt filthy Irish catholic thank you very much!
Has the Celtic Tiger lost its stripes?
*places Irish dumpling in SID’s pot o’ broth*
Does this mean no Crimbo pressie for me this year?
MITZI: I use to be a toll booth troll at the Humber Bridge. I was a lone worker and would ease the tedium by pretending to be in the red light district of Amsterdam with my very own window. I would lick my lips suggestively at the drivers and whisper "It's a tenner extra for anal" as I handed them their change.
Is that how you were able to take early retirement?
Miss J was a Ten-Cents-a-Dance girl. Some years back she worked at several different hostess clubs in the seedy heart of Los Angeles...
ReplyDeleteMISS JANEY: Miss J was a Ten-Cents-a-Dance girl. Some years back she worked at several different hostess clubs in the seedy heart of Los Angeles...
ReplyDeleteWill you do the Fandango?
No, I kick them wearing my Bridget's Back. That way I can buy them and write them off as a business expense.
ReplyDeleteI'm not as dumb as I look sometimes.
Private Dick.
ReplyDeleteMy resume and my rap sheet read about the same.
ReplyDeleteCYBERPOOF: No, I kick them wearing my Bridget's Back. That way I can buy them and write them off as a business expense.
ReplyDeleteI'm not as dumb as I look sometimes.
Death by stiletto.
JASON: Private Dick.
I’m sure you did a lot of “undercover(s)” work.
ROXY: My resume and my rap sheet read about the same.
Lady wrestler?
School counselor by day, drunk by night. Just like in 'Looking for Mr. Goodbar'.
ReplyDelete