My parents have recently been harping on me about the
importance of finding a job. Apparently “waiting for you to die so I can
collect inheritance” doesn’t cut it for them. Psht. Whatever.
So, as much as it pains me, I have been thinking about some
things that I could maybe possibly do for gainful employment. So far, my search
has been fruitless. All I have discovered are certain jobs that I know without
a doubt would be the worst things ever.
With no further ado, I present KB’s definitive list of Worst
Jobs Ever aka I’d Rather Die Than Do That.
Disney Princess at a Theme Park
This might
not be the most obvious one because on face value, I could really get behind
the idea of dressing up like Pocahontas and getting paid for it. Don’t let this
fool you, however, because being a Disney Princess is a job designed by Satan
for naïve girls who never wanted to grow up. Think about it, you have to spend
day after day in an itchy costume posing for pictures with snot nosed, bratty,
screaming children. Granted I’ve never worked there, but I think it’s fairly
safe to assume that swearing at and/or causing a child to cry is frowned upon.
Like, way to take away the only perk this job had! At least if you’re Goofy or
Mickey or someone like that you get to wear a full body suit. Although wearing
that stupid head probably induces heat stroke, at least you don’t have to have
a smile plastered to your face the whole time.
Not quite sure why it appears Saddam Hussein is in the back of this photo...
Septic Tank Anything
I recognize
that there are things that need to be done regardless of how disgusting it
might be to do them. Take, for instance, septic work. I mean, someone’s gotta
do it but that someone sure as hell is not going to be me. How does one get
into the septic business? Are you just sitting there thinking “well, I could go
to med school… or I could clean shit out of people’s houses… Let’s go with
option number 2.” That is a special breed of person. For those of you who are
septic workers out there, God bless you.
I can only assume this large "x" means that no one should do this kind of work ever
OB/GYN
I’m sure
being an OB/GYN has some serious perks like getting to deliver a baby (I mean,
if you’re into that sort of thing. Personally, pulling a slimy shrieking demon
out of a woman’s va-jay-jay is not my cup of tea) but I have to think the
drawbacks seriously outweigh the pleasures. As a woman, I cannot think of
anything more awkward than spending my day peering into the nooks and crannies
of another lady’s parts. For a man, being an OB/GYN seems like a really great
way to never have sex again. I mean, who wants to take their work home with
them? (insert drum and cymbal joke noise here)
Hooker
I know this
probably seems self-explanatory but my problem with being a hooker might not be
what you’d expect. As far as I’m concerned, if you really like having sex with
random (STD-ridden) strangers, then you might as well be getting paid for it.
More power to you. I would just hate the job because of the other implications.
What do you do for taxes? Can you write off condoms and birth control as work
place expenses? What do you put on statements asking for your occupation? What
about family gatherings? Can you imagine sitting around the dinner table and
your sister is talking about her great new job in a big company with a great
boss and you’re like “oh yeah, he’s one of my regulars!” Long story short, I
don’t think being a prostitute is really the right position for me (see what I
did there?)
Remind me again why waiting for my inheritance money isn’t
an acceptable “career”?
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