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Whats the worst thing you've had to do for money? (pg. 3)
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| Teezdalien |
| quote: | Originally posted by RJT
I don't know that I think this is particularly terrible (I'm probably going to do it again this year), but it's certainly the most demanding job I've ever done.
My uncle owns a meat market in my hometown, and processes between 2500-2800 dear during hunting season each year. During the 10 or so day gun hunting season each year while I was in high school, and the first four or so years out, I'd try to work the two weekends of the hunt (usually the weekend before or after Thanksgiving, and Thanksgiving weekend), so about 5 days of working 8 in the morning to 8 at night. This week alone we would check in anywhere from 1200-1600 of the dear for the whole season.
**This gets a bit graphic from here on - do not read if you have a weak stomach**
In the morning I'd work check in, which consisted of checking in the dear, either removing the horns, or fully caping each dear (for mounting), using a bolt cutter to chop each leg off at the kneecap (easier to store and carry), and then carrying each dear and stacking them in the freezer/cooler until they were going to be processed. I did this from about 8 until 1 or 2 in the afternoon.
Then, I'd head in and either help with skinning the carcasses or butchering the meat (in any number of ways depending on the dears size and what the fellow who shot it wanted) depending on where we were behind. I actually really didn't mind butchering the meat, lots of "puzzle solving", as it were.
Anyway, around about 5 or 6 at night, the last things I always had to do was salt the hides (hides are sold for any number of crazy things), and let me tell you - that was easily the most ed up way to end a day ever, surrounded by tons of dear skins that you had to lay out flat, and hand salt (we wore gloves - but they were invariably compromised) all the days hides. It absolutely murdered your hands - I've never felt more exhausted or destroyed in my life than after these days, but I didn't mind the work and the pay was un-ing-real (not too mention that there was a huge catered spread of food available all day, and as much free beer as you could drink
I couldn't do it every day, but man oh man even though that was nothing but hard ing work did I ever feel satisfied at the end of a work day. |
My old man and myself used to work in an abattoir. Seen some pretty messy there similar to this. I didn't mind working there. In terms of hard work it doesn't come close to what I'm doing now which is floor stripping and preperations. That ing drills your hands man! Would be awesome if I was good enough to earn some coin from making/playing music. |
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| jastiC |
| my junky bitches do anything for a hit :toothless |
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| airwalker1 |
| quote: | Originally posted by jastiC
my junky bitches do anything for a hit :toothless |
anything? |
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| jastiC |
anything
i usually get my buddies over wen the bitches are fiending n we all get a turn :toothless |
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| R.j. |
| asking my parents for money. :( |
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| wizniz |
| quote: | Originally posted by Ian Lotts
You and me both mate. ;) |
i don't know what you've done, but i'll join |
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| nchs09 |
| quote: | Originally posted by R.j.
asking my parents for money. :( |
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| malice |
| quote: | Originally posted by coolestrl
i sold my kidney on craigslist |
How much did you get for it? |
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| Allied Nations |
working as a busboy for 8 months... would make 25-35 /hr but so ing tiring!
can always drink on the job and pick up chicks though :) |
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