konceptjones
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coulda swore I replied to this one...
Anywho, me and my boy from the "broke/lowest..." thread were dead fuckin broke. I had quit my job at the video store and he wasn't working, rent was coming up again and IIRC we were already a month behind. Thankfully the people in the office at our apartment didn't really give a fuck and let us pay late from time to time so we knew we would be ok, but we still needed money. We went to this temp agency together and they had a gig at this mailing center paying about $7.50/hr. We go and the company does mass mailers for various companies and everyone is assigned a task. I get a machine that bundles the completed letters up, my boy gets another machine but I can't remember what it did. I'm like "fuck it, this shit ain't so bad, I can do this" and I pop a tape in the walkman and get to work. As time goes on this repetitiveness of the job starts to wear on me and I'm on my feet the whole time with no where to sit while waiting for more mail to bundle. Shit sucks. The monotony go me to the point where I ain't even listening to whole tapes anymore; I'm switching tapes after a track or two if I can even make it through the whole track just to change up the environment. Lunch time rolls around and me and my boy roll down the block to Taco Bell:
"this some bullshit dawg... gotta be something better out there.. "
"maaaaan... fuck this shit, got me on my feet doin this bullshit... I done ran through all my tapes already."
"fuck this... nigga you wanna go back?"
"fuck nawl."
"bet... fuck this joint"
And after we finished our lunch, we bounced and rolled back to the crib. Called the agency like "we quit". Not long after that the events in the "broke/lowest" happened.
I quit after 4 hrs on the job. Fastest I ever quit a gig.
Anywho, me and my boy from the "broke/lowest..." thread were dead fuckin broke. I had quit my job at the video store and he wasn't working, rent was coming up again and IIRC we were already a month behind. Thankfully the people in the office at our apartment didn't really give a fuck and let us pay late from time to time so we knew we would be ok, but we still needed money. We went to this temp agency together and they had a gig at this mailing center paying about $7.50/hr. We go and the company does mass mailers for various companies and everyone is assigned a task. I get a machine that bundles the completed letters up, my boy gets another machine but I can't remember what it did. I'm like "fuck it, this shit ain't so bad, I can do this" and I pop a tape in the walkman and get to work. As time goes on this repetitiveness of the job starts to wear on me and I'm on my feet the whole time with no where to sit while waiting for more mail to bundle. Shit sucks. The monotony go me to the point where I ain't even listening to whole tapes anymore; I'm switching tapes after a track or two if I can even make it through the whole track just to change up the environment. Lunch time rolls around and me and my boy roll down the block to Taco Bell:
"this some bullshit dawg... gotta be something better out there.. "
"maaaaan... fuck this shit, got me on my feet doin this bullshit... I done ran through all my tapes already."
"fuck this... nigga you wanna go back?"
"fuck nawl."
"bet... fuck this joint"
And after we finished our lunch, we bounced and rolled back to the crib. Called the agency like "we quit". Not long after that the events in the "broke/lowest" happened.
I quit after 4 hrs on the job. Fastest I ever quit a gig.
