So tonight when I was sitting there waiting my turn for a haircut, I was watching the girl cut the hair of one head after another and I just got really grossed out. I could never, NEVER work in a hair salon. I know that sounds silly, but if you think about it, all you're doing is snipping dead cells from someone else's body! Blech! I just don't think I could ever enjoy that job.
On a similar note, I could never be a dental hygienist. First of all, it'd probably take me too long to remember how to spell it when I'm filling out forms that ask for "Occupation." But mostly, seriously, WHO wants to stick their hands in someone else's mouth and clean their guk from their teeth?! I remember when I was younger than 12 (because I was still going to school at Hazel Harvey), I went to the dentist after school and the hygienist asked me if I had had a BLT sandwich for lunch. I was so impressed with that woman! I couldn't believe she could know what I had for lunch that day! It impressed me so much that I finally had to ask her how she knew and she told me that she found pieces of it in my teeth. DIS-GUST-ING!!!! Eww. And I know that my hygienist wears a mask on her face, but what if you were picking at someone's teeth and a chunk of who-knows-what flew up and hit you in the face?! Even with a mask on you'd feel the impact of that thing. Ugh. I couldn't be a hygienist.
I also don't think I could be the one to empty and/or clean port-a-potties. Nope. I just don't think so. I can change some pretty pukey diapers, but that's from my own kids! I don't know that I could stick my head in a toilet that who knows how many other people used and clean it out. I'm sure they get paid good money for that, but I'll pass...or I'd probably pass out.
As much as I love kids, I don't think I could ever be a bus driver either. All that noise at the end of the day?! What if a kid throws up on your bus? What if someone pees? Has a bloody nose? I'd have to deal with that, and just like the port-a-potty, I could do it if it were my own kid, but a busload of others? Ummmmm, I'd have to be desperate.
Probably one of the worst jobs, though, would have to be some sort of job at Best Buy. I know Fred would be in his glory there, but me? No thank you! I'd be so bored stiff and soooo ignorant about my job that I would hate it. I would be of no service to the customers and I'd have a terrible, terrible attitude. I love working with people, but certainly NOT in a store that sells modern technology!
Can you tell I was bored tonight waiting my turn at the hair place? I had a lot of time to think about jobs I would never be able to handle. I am thankful for my job(s). God put me in the right place!
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we have an outhouse at the farm that is used for u-pickers during strawberry season. my mother-in-law always (cheerfully?) cleans it before the season and afterwards. I'm wondering who is going to take over after she's gone or too old to do it....cuz it ain't gonna be me!
You must have been bored to think of all those jobs.
However, when I get my hair cut by a certain sister-in-law who isn't around Ohio anymore, she looks at it as a piece of artwork. She does a super job on my hair and I haven't found anyone else who can do the same thing for me. I miss her (and not just for a haircut.) BTW, she isn't even a hairdresser!
I wish I could find someone to pay me for doing anything! The closest I've come to a job that I like that pays is baking bread and teaching others to bake bread.
Unfortunately, neither of those pays well.
I remember hearing about a job that entails diving down and unplugging a clog at the bottom of a sewage drainage plant. Don't know if it's true, but it's apparently a rare occurrence and the job pays incredibly...
Oh, Martha, I was laughing out loud reading your post! Ha, Ha! I'm so glad that God put you in just the right place! :)
You sure hit the nail on the head for yukky jobs.
The best job in the world has to be the greeter at Olive Gardens. They just have to smile and say "Wecome to Olive Gardens. You will e seated shortly". then, "Thank you for visiting Olive Garden today." End of responsibilities! No take home work, no planning, no delegating, no nothing. Just being pleasant and cheerful for seconds at a time. I could probably manage that.
BTW any kind of dental job is gross! and to think they could even bite your finger!
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