Your work experience stories

Spike · February 19, 2006

What did you do for work ex when you were at school?

Myself I applied to for something art / animation based - obviously something that there is ample call for up here in Cheshire. I was told by leatherchin (the history teacher /careers fella who had a ginger beard with the apparent texture and colour of them old brown leather jackets) that he had actually secured me a job in 3d modelling.

Two weeks before starting I got my papers and it turned out I was to be working at Ideal Standard.

mmm... perhaps they make more than just bathroom fittings but my hopes weren't too high.

So I turn up at 6am and after showing me the health and saftety reel (they had a big room with a projector at the back) and bizarrely the reel informed me that as part of the healthy and safety laws the women were allowed to work topless I thought. Of course this place is based in Middlewich, Cheshire so the thought that the women would have three t*** and the one eyebrow didn't cross my mind.

Anyway I was taken into this room afterwards and it had a few moulds in there and some fella spent about ten minutes showing me how to bind the mould together, pour the clay in, and the rest was basically waiting the rest of the day for the f***** to set. There was a complete bathroom set of moulds and I'd do one full set a day.

So I'd sit there for 8 out of the 9 hour day bored s***less waiting for the clay to set. Half an hour of setting the moulds, half an hour wetting down the edges of the mould join on the stuff that had set the day before.

This went on for 2 weeks. The only respite was every so often this old timer, Albert, the caretaker would pop his head in and give me some pearl of wisdom like 'patience is a virtue' or 'time lasts only as long as you want it to'.

Cheers lad, just what I need when there's potentially a factory full of topless birds for me to work with. Alas, I spent the fortnight consigned to this room where it later turns out I was basically helping the c***s who'd paid up the supervisor fella a cheap cut so they could get a free bathroom suite.

My reward? A miniature model toilet which I now use to keep pens in.

efit: As revenge I never invited leatherchin to the 6th form ball i ended up organising and as a counter the c*** never gave me house colours even though I did about 6 events a year whilst those feckers who'd only play the chess tourny would get colours.

Edited February 19, 2006 by Spike Starski

Ostrich Man · February 19, 2006

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