Great wages for little effort
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@dogmeat said in Great wages for little effort:
@snowy when I read @chimoaus original post I immediately thought of you and thought our resident serial killer will be all over this one
I was talking about being on the dole and the girls in my cellar.
Assume that's what you are alluding to?
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Current gig, when I’m allowed.
Teaching people to ski powder on the island of Hokkaido in northern Japan.
Then joining them for dinner & drinks in the evening.
I work hard, and the days are often long.
But it’s no effort to get out of bed in the morning.
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I have a full-time job, but I also have a side hustle that I do for 8-10 hours a week. Not only does it pay well - and by the very nature of the work, I've managed to do it more quickly over the years thus increasing my "hourly rate" - but it is also a genuine help when I'm placing a bet on the horses.
The money earned is basically my holidays and house renos allowance.
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I do often ponder why one persons effort is worth so much compared to another, when they both in theory work as hard as each other. I guess it just shows how inequality and the lack of opportunity really penalises certain people. I think the key is to try and find a job that brings you joy regardless of the pay rate.
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@chimoaus said in Great wages for little effort:
I do often ponder why one persons effort is worth so much compared to another,
when they both in theory work as hard as each otherFootballers 😬
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Not proud of this - but when I was a student, I was employed at a fair around Newmarket in Auckland to conduct surveys on what everyone thought of the event. We were sent out for 6 hours with no supervision. As it was being explained, it twigged that they wouldn't know who filled in the surveys. My eyes scanned the group looking for the other person most likely to realize what I did. I found one guy and we promptly walked off out of the grounds, sat on a bench, hurriedly faked surveys and then went to KFC or the movies or both. This went on for five days. The pay was shit, but the "work" was non-existent.
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Best job I had in terms of doing SFA for an okay wage was as a student working on the port in Auckland. We were paid roughly double the minimum wage to drive cars off the car ships. Because the union was so strong, there were some great work conditions:
If we started a shift and the boat got finished at any time during the shift, that was it, we got paid until the end of the shift regardless.
We did two hours on, and then had a half hour break. Given it'd be 5 - 10 minutes each way to get back to the smoko room, you only worked about half a shift.
If we worked more than the eight hour shift, it was time and half, so we were effectively on triple the minimum wage for an unskilled job
We got to race brand new cars up and down the port under the guise of taking them to their parking spots.
If we worked a night shift, they rotated people in and out to have an hour nap in a car or van somewhere on the boat.
I've never met a lazier bunch of people in my life. The guys who were permanents there were pretty close to six figures, I understand, and that was circa 2002. Most had no education or skills training, they just stuck round long enough to climb the ranks.
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Flipping the thread around (fuck you, it's the Fern), what's the worst pay you had?
I used to work in the fish bay at Pak'n'Save for $3.63 /hr pre tax. I also delivered a Sunday paper that had to be finished by 6am, got $4 per week for that .
Funnily enough I loved that Pak'n'Save job, got to eat anything we wanted from the adjacent deli (fried chicken, mmm) in between serving people fish and pretending to know which one would be good in a curry . Was 15 at the time, a mate used to pick me up after a Friday shift and we would hit the parties. No amount of scrubbing would get the stench off my hands, I was not popular with the ladies (one of many reasons I guess)
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I was a kitchen hand at the local old folks care home when I was a teenager.
Still argue one of the best jobs I've ever had. Up to 4 of us in the kitchen, used to have a huge amount of fun whilst working & the oldies absolutely loved us. I think it taught me proper appreciation for elderly people too, something which is usually lacking in people of that age. Some of the shit we had to deal with when serving up in the dementia ward was pretty scary looking back.
Saturday morning shift was 5:30-1:30. So had all afternoon to do whatever. Brilliant.
No idea what I got paid. But I know when I started uni, I was pretty cash heavy compared to most. Well, except for those receiving student allowances (who generally had the wealthiest parents).
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@chimoaus said in Great wages for little effort:
@voodoo at 13 I rode 30 minutes to a cafe, washed the dishes, cleaned floors and tables for 2 hours and rode 30 minutes home. I got $5, but at the end of the week I had $25 which was a lot, plus I got leftovers which my mum loved.
See, you've earned every fucking bit of your current cruisy gig!!
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@chimoaus said in Great wages for little effort:
G'day all, I find it very interesting how we get remunerated for our efforts and how many people get paid very well for doing SFA.
At uni I worked as a storeman in a warehouse and decided to read the award we were working under. Apparently no one else had thought of doing that. Turns out if I worked late one Saturday evening and came in early the next day the penalties effectively made two days equivalent to a week's wages. The company put an end to that level of flexibility pretty soon thereafter.
@voodoo said in Great wages for little effort:
Flipping the thread around (fuck you, it's the Fern), what's the worst pay you had?
Staff (officer) cadet at RMC. Ludicrous hours and impost on my life for the princely sum of about $25k p.a. Graduation and the opportunities it provided to seriously misbehave and blow shit up slightly evened up the ledger.
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One of my first jobs was at the warehouse and one job they asked me to do was assemble the boxed bikes.
The previous guy that did them (promoted to Assistant Manager) loudly told me if I do them properly I could get, let's say 6 done in a day...I was pretty handy at putting them together and quickly found I had to do them incredibly slow to match that time, so I did.
A summer sitting outside in the sun, watching girls walk in and out of the store, working at about 1/3 capacity while my.mates were inside stocking shelves all day...I did keep it to myself for a few weeks as initially no one wanted to do it so were happy to leave me out there...but I was the main bike-putter-together-er that summer and was great...even got a few phone numbers 😀
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@taniwharugby I worked at the Whangarei Warehouse around 95/96 I think. Best job I had was when I had to destroy all the returns. They had to stop people going through the trash and exchanging items so I had a sledgehammer, craft knife and just went to town.
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18 month assignment with large client in York and Sheffield with a reasonable budget. Hard work in a few ways but a really enjoyable time and everything seemed effortless - a great period of my working life and am still in contact with some of the people.
Even used to look forward to the 3hr drive up on Mondays at 6am.
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Night porter at a hotel in Wellington for 4 months while I was a student at uni. Hardly any work to do. Pay was pretty crap, but the occasional great tip from foreigners. Plus a few interesting propositions.
It kept me in Steinlager and Babycham to the extent that I never turned up to lectures and dropped out of uni after one year. Not such a bad thing really, as it turns out me and my mates who dropped out of uni and got jobs are all on much better money than the ones who stayed to qualify.
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I’ve told this before. I did a summer job for Takapuna City Council. I had to do a survey of what was then a newly emerging trend of in fill housing (cross leases). No one managed me. I used to take a car from the pool pick up some mates and go to the beach / pub for the day and drop it back just before 5:00 pm. I even got to rent a plane to fly over the city
I was 19.
In between times I’d fuck off and play cricket
It really was a monumental public servant piss take. After a few weeks I got a bit worried and so put in three days concentrated work so as to produce an interim progress report. A few of the old hands took me aside to explain that wasn’t how it worked and I was making them look bad doing so much
I worked illegal for 2 years in Holland and had some rubbish jobs but the worst without doubt was working for a firm that made cleaning solutions to clean printing presses
Tankers would deliver various different chemicals into big cats that we would mix into 25 litre plastic drums by hand. They were corrosive poisonous I don’t know how many danger labels were on the tanks. Out PPE consisted of a pair of rubber gloves. Guys would regularly pass out from the fumes. There were holes in the roof. The other side of the road was the English Channel and it was winter. When it rained you’d be working up to the tops of yr boots in water. We even had snow settle inside
We used to have to label the drums by hand in a mezzanine loft that was no more than 1.5 metres high
All for 70 quid a week before tax for a six day week
I was only doing it to save money to hitch round Europe so I lived in a condemned council house across the back fence with no power and one cold tap I made a bed out of the plastic bags the empty drums came in and ate half a tin of baked beans a day. Lived on 3 pound / week which enabled me to travel for nine months
