Jobs I've had:
Gopher
Construction Valet
Manual Laborer
Receptionist
Baby Sitter
Busser
Host
Server
Salad Maker/Dessert Lackey
Care Provider
House Keeper
Property Manager
Gardener
Consultant
Trimmer
Sales Associate
Driver
Crew Manager
Front of house Supervisor
Catering Co. Manager
Belt Maker
Telemarketer (only time I've ever wanted to off myself)
Diamond Purveyor
Honorary Fry Lady
Barista
Bartender
Personal Assistant
Mover
Foreman
Day Spa Manager
Figure Model
Bubble Maker
Plant/Actor
Prep Cook
Journalist
Painter
Clown
But I call myself a comedian.
Professional at Bullshit
Jack of all... Master of me.
I've lived in as many places and slept with as many men as I've had jobs...
How did I manage this? I started as a gopher (a gopher is someone who retrieves tools et al and performs other menial tasks) at 5. Dad said I'd feel better if I earned it because then it would be mine. He was right. I shoveled while telling off construction workers. I drove the backhoe and moved things from place to place, laid pipes, straw, gravel and sand, painted, cleaned, and moved the trucks out of the way, made sandwiches, cleared brush, used a flamethrower to do controlled burns... To this day when I spend time with dad we work, he is the hardest working man I know, that's just who he is. The things my parents taught me are priceless. I've always loved working, it lends to assuming a purpose. Mom had me file all the paperwork and I loved being the receptionist, everyone thought I sounded just like mom. They would call me Bonnie and I would try not to giggle. I felt mature and responsible and that's what I was.
TBC