Dirty jobs—have to love them
I’m hooked on the show Dirty Jobs probably because I’ve done so many of them over the years. Who doesn’t love watching someone else do an icky job? Oh, come on. I’d bet most of you do.
I’ve mucked out horse stalls and have been a trail guide for both a mule stable and a horse stable. I’ve been a gopher for a ceramic tile mechanic—read this as I did all the lifting and carrying of boxes of tile, grout, and thin set. I’ve cleaned homes and offices, worked in a veterinary lab—I was the person who ran all those fecal sample tests. I cleaned cages in an animal shelter, and later managed a pet store—I was the only person there most of the time so I was also the kennel help. Those are just a few of the dirty jobs I’ve had.
Funny thing is I got more satisfaction out of doing those dirty jobs than I ever did working in an office.
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An even better way to enjoy other people’s misery is to watch the prison shows — mmm, lockdown!
Ew, no. I don’t like those prison shows. The worst one of them my husband watches is Locked Up Abroad. I can’t watch it.
I never thought about my jobs from a dirty job point of view. Like you, they were some of my favorites. One was tagging along with an aircraft mechanic doing the stuff he didn’t want to do. His wife hated it when he came home all greasy. Another was blacksmithing using a coal forge. There were more and they all were much fun. Thanks for the thought.
There’s notyhing more satisfying than to be able to see the results of your hard work. In an office you never do see anything resembling a job well done.