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  1. When I worked at that country club, boredom killed so bad. Because there was this cuban handyman who had his shop on the backside of the cart shack. And he would make things and blow things up and make us things to get in trouble with. I don't even think he ever did any actual work that fixed things for the club. He made us a crossbow. That was fun.

  2. I wouldn't say I get the same perks as a cop, but my paycheck comes from the PD. And I've gotten pulled over before and I took out my id, but my crossing guard id came out to, and he asked me where I did my crossing-guarding(?) and we made small talk. The id was issued by the pd when I got my job. I really don't know why I have it, I've never used it for anything, but I can show it to cops. =]

  3. LOL. I agree with all of you. I hate ties with short sleeves period, tucked or untucked. I was wearing that minus the tie, then I read this thread so I threw it on to test it out. Needless to say, it doesn't work.

  4. It is absolutely the best job I've ever had. I get my legs tan, I'm the little kids' hero, it pays 11 an hour for nothing, I get my own stop sign thing and whistle, and I'm pretty much exempt from any traffic violation since I'm technically an employee of the police.

    It's 6:30-8:30am, then I go to highschool from 9-12, then I'm back out from 12:30-2:30.

    Seriously, It's awesome.

  5. When I was fourteen I moved to Hawaii with my uncle for a year. He owned the corner store but wouldn't hire me because he said I'd steal booze. I did anyways. And I got a job at a pineapple farm. That job was sweeeet. Then I had to move back to Cali. And i got a job at a country club. Good money, shit tips, bitchy old members. And its the second wealthiest club in socal. You'd think they'd tip. Nope. I resigned after I crashed a golf cart after work one time when the beer girl and I got drunk and drove around the course. Luckily, one of my dad's friends is a member and he covered for me because the members are covered. That was my worst job. Now I manage a website that sells off-roading parts, and I am a crossing guard.

    Best -> worst -> almost best.

  6. When I was... oh... 10 or so, I told my dad I wanted a tattoo. And he told me if I ever got a tattoo that I should get one of my penis tattooed above my penis (pubic area-abdomen area) so when I get older and fatter, it only gets bigger.

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