whoever said that an idle mind is a devil's workshop, is a genius.
for me, the first week of being unemployed was a blast. i tend to realize many things that i have taken for granted before. there were also times when i felt that i have never been this productive.
but by the time you realized that your wallet is beginning to thin and the days that you don't have anything else to do but warm the couch infront of the tv is becoming a very common thing in your life, somethign would just hit you that its already enough.
so i thought of moving ahead with my being a bummer and find a new career path.
nonetheless, unlike most people, i thought of making a list first of the jobs that i don't want to be. i had a lot of fun thinking about it and decided to post it.
8. security guards aka living scarecrows.
my best respects are always in these brave men. not only because they risk their lives to guard and protect the establishments that they are employed to, but also of the boredom that they have to endure for hours and even days just standing infront of their etablishment.
they are already lucky if they happens to have somebody with them for their shift. but most of the time, they only has a small, old black radio that could only play am frequencies with them. and the surprising thing is i still haven't heard of a security guard that made his way to the news reporting industry or politics perhaps.
7. sales clerk aka the human balete tree
if there was an award for the most number of times called by my teachers to stand and face the wall, it would probably the most common thing that you'll see among my awards when i was a kid.
aside from the embarassment, standing there with no one to talk with for hours would probably be the most grueling experience i have to bear for my entire life. thus, seeing and knowing those saleslady as you walk by department stores standing there for their entire 8 hours shift without sitting would definitely be something.
something refering to the number and the sizes of the varicose veins they have in their legs.
6. promoters or the flyer and ad givers
if there is one thing i used to do in baguio whenever i walk along commercial streets and buildings, that would be collecting ads.
i once asked a friend who actually worked as a promoter before as a part time job, how is it like seeing those ads that you give to be crumpled and thrown into trash cans after you gave it to them.
"nothing," he answered me, " as long as they've received it, its fine with me. basically, i have nothing to do with it anymore once they got it from me. because the profession only requires me to empty my hands with all the flyers my employer gave me and thats it."
after that, all i could think of was, what a very fulfilling job it was.
then when i went to manila and realized how many piece of ads are stored in my bag, i thought this being a good samaritan to them just need to stop. atleast, for mother nature's sake.
probably one of the most common line that you'll hear from a businessman is that a healthy competition is always a good thing for your business. but with the rare demand for a plumber (for most filipino would actually tend to learn how to fix tehir sink or bowls tahn to pay for someone to fix it) and the number of tubero ads you see on each electric post in quezon city alone (for me its not a complete pinoy electric post without it), is very close to being a bum.
i actually wonder if some people just post such ads to excuse themselves from their family for being a tambay.
4. jolina magdangal's boutique manager or sales lady (i'll be damned if they happened to have more than one sales lady).
haven't i just said enough? i think its self-explanatory. nothing personal jolina. its just that i couldn't believe that i actually bought your album for the movie: labs kita okay ka lang when i was in high school. just think of it as a pay back.
3. care takers
i never really understood this job or if this is indeed a job. probably if we're going to talk about being a thing sentimentalist then this could be perfect for you. but fulfillment and practically-wise, i think i'll pass it.
living inside an abandoned house and just preserving it would probably one of the most boring things to do. not if, you have another job and you just bear it because you're quite uncomfortable with the soaring prices of renting or owning a house in the metro.
2. pozo negro personnel
just mere imagining it makes my entire system to create an involuntary jerk. no wonder i never liked the bathroom especially common comfort rooms. oh, there's the jerk again.
1. and finally, toll gate clerks
one thing i like about myself is i am able to travel a lot. in which, most of the time i take the land transpo. but whenever i pass by a tollgate booth, i always imagine the amount of boredom these clerks has to deal with everyday especially if you are in the night shift and assigned in a very remote place thats seldom being passed by by motorist.
i could just lose my nuts if i am in there shoe.
but if you're just tired of the fast paced and busy metropolitan life why not try this profession. who knows, you might come up with a great 15000 page novel as a bonus.