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Jun. 20th, 2005 10:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
x_multiplemanOkay, so, starting in a month or so I'm gonna have two jobs: delivering for Mr. Roth (my motto: "Crispy Fresh Hamentaschen In Thirty Minutes Or Less Or I Go All Verklempt, Talk Amongst Yourselves, I'll Give You A Topic") and some sort of insurance data entry thing (my motto: "Why Yes, I Am A Trained Monkey, Ask About Our Banana Special, Beware Of Flung Poo.")
Those two plus my savings from working the farm for Dad plus my pretty-darn-healthy financial aid package ought to be enough to pay for college without sacrificing my soul, my nads, and the first ten years of my adult life on the altar of student loans, but I'm gonna need some walking-around money too, and also the car appreciates a full gas tank.
So I'm thinking about grabbing a third job, but I'm not sure what. My stipulations are as follows:
- No clowns. I don't feel like taking the time to get a degree in clownology (or, before anybody mentions it, clowniatry; the ability to prescribe 50 ccs of seltzer water down the pants is not worth the extra tuition.)
- No telemarketing. I'm already part of an unpopular minority group, thanks, I don't want to try selling aluminum siding to people who'd rather be watching TV/eating dinner/having sex/all of the above. Besides, I'd walk around all the time looking over my shoulder for rabbits with switchblades and/or demon-infested answering machines, and that's no way to live.
Other than that I think I'm pretty open-minded, but I'm also pretty stumped. Any ideas?
Those two plus my savings from working the farm for Dad plus my pretty-darn-healthy financial aid package ought to be enough to pay for college without sacrificing my soul, my nads, and the first ten years of my adult life on the altar of student loans, but I'm gonna need some walking-around money too, and also the car appreciates a full gas tank.
So I'm thinking about grabbing a third job, but I'm not sure what. My stipulations are as follows:
- No clowns. I don't feel like taking the time to get a degree in clownology (or, before anybody mentions it, clowniatry; the ability to prescribe 50 ccs of seltzer water down the pants is not worth the extra tuition.)
- No telemarketing. I'm already part of an unpopular minority group, thanks, I don't want to try selling aluminum siding to people who'd rather be watching TV/eating dinner/having sex/all of the above. Besides, I'd walk around all the time looking over my shoulder for rabbits with switchblades and/or demon-infested answering machines, and that's no way to live.
Other than that I think I'm pretty open-minded, but I'm also pretty stumped. Any ideas?
The answer seems fairly obvious to me.
Date: 2017-12-05 08:41 pm (UTC)June 20 2005, 08:36:31 UTC
Have you thought about being a professional courier?
No, not like Jake. I'm talking about a bike messenger or the like. With multiples of you, even if some are off abusing the American economy doing other things, it should be a cinch.
Manuel
x_crowdofone
June 20 2005, 08:46:17 UTC
Dude, I keep expecting "Manhattan Bike Messenging" to show up on the X-Games one of these years. Also, I'm no Jessica Alba.
I will pretend that I understood that.
x_empath
June 20 2005, 09:00:46 UTC
If that is all right with you.
It was just a suggestion.
Manuel
x_crowdofone
June 20 2005, 09:15:32 UTC
The X-Games are sort of the Olympics for rebellious teenagers, kind of thing. Skateboarding, bike tricks, suicide waterskiing, that stuff.
Jessica Alba was the star of a really short-lived Fox sci-fi show called "Dark Angel," where she was a bike messenger by day, genetically engineered superhero by night, kinda-hot-in-a-pouty-sort-of-way all the time.