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When I was in college, one summer I worked for the William J.Burns Detective Agency as a security guard. No, that wasn't particularly strange, but one of the jobs to which they assigned me was...strange. During the US Open Golf Tournament at the Baltusrol Country Club, four or five of us were assigned to be Jack Nicklaus's bodyguards on the last day of the tournament, when it was pretty apparent that he would be the winner.
If you still don't think that is strange, here is the...curious...part of that assignment. We were each issued a Colt revolver, but the guns weren't loaded! We were essentially just window-dressing, or--more likely--we were supposed to take a bullet for The Golden Bear if necessary, but...unarmed bodyguards?
I'm sure that Jack was unaware that we were toothless tigers.
Strangest? Online affiliate marketing when I had no idea what the company sold.
They had a perfect online BBB rating. I made so much money so quickly I just got busy selling and had no time/energy to investigate what the product was. Two years later found out it was allergy-free line of home products, years before that was a common 'thing'.
Sounds weird but I was selling the training to learn to sell the products, I wasn't selling the products directly so it didn't matter really what they were just that it was legal, legit company, the numbers involved, etc. Easy peasy.
Working for an estate sale company. You would go into people's houses, go through all their personal belongings, make them presentable for display, and sell them. You learn a LOT about human nature/habits by doing that. And sale days were crazy.
I did some brief work for a plumbing company when I was 18. Me and a plumber and some friends were called out to inspect a kitchen leak. There was more than one plumber, because it was affecting some big name restaurant. We went floor to floor in the apartments above and did some stuff, and one of them was like "it must be coming from the top floor". Everything was very old, like it was all wooden and deteriorated. The further you went up the worse it got. We had to go to the top floor and there was some kind of taxidermist/hairdresser or something. His room wasn't like a normal apartment, instead it was huge, and it was filled with dolls. Animals, people, children, and LOTS of fake hair. And he had these long yellow nails, he was really ugly and there was this really strong incense, but you could still smell him and he smelled really bad. So the plumbers said "check it out" so I went to the back of the room, checked for evidence of leaks, then I went back and said "it's not here." So they were like "OK let's go". The whole time he was just sitting on a chair stroking a doll's fake hair. He never looked at me once, just stroking this doll in this careful way. I thought, why aren't the plumbers checking this out as usual? I was honestly confused.
Back in the early 1970s I spent a summer as a corn de-tassler in Iowa. I pulled the male part of the corn plant off so that it did not pollinate the female part of the corn plant for seed corn (or something like that).
Many of the other corn de-tassling companies hired migrant farm laborers but the company that I worked for was more progressive and hired high school and college students.
I could write a book about the horrible, horrible working conditions and low pay. It was a completely awful, awful job.
Counting cars? Literally. I did traffic surveys and manually counted, with little clicker counters, the cars as they went through the intersection, and whether they turned right, left or went straight.
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