People don’t leave bad jobs… they leave bad bosses.
Hear well, ye who have eyes, for thine clves are amid!
Job A: horse-stable mucker. Official title, Yearling Equine Stablehand. I cleaned 30 stables a day; ultimate weight-loss routine! It sounds easy (beh, she’s just cleaning horse poop), but it’s definitely not scooping and cleaning the litter box! Bonus? Part of my actual job was to ride 🙂 (I also got to groom, bathe and train young horses). I left because it paid poop.
Job B: script and subtitle translator – official title, Translation Register Update Editor. I get to familiarize myself with different cultures, languages, and I watch movies before they come out, to supervise the accuracy of dubbed or subtitled versions. Bonus? I’ve become an expert at how to curse in a ton of languages. I have not left – I do it on my time off.
Job C: FBI linguist – official title, Forensic Analysis Key-records Examiner. I translated documents & recordings having to do w/counterintelligence, threats & cybercrime. Fun but stressful. You sign NDAs prior to working, & the background check is no joke. Bonus? 10-12 hour days, 3 days a week, so, lots of free time 🙂 I left because it was a contract position.
Job D: Paralegal! Official title, Framework And Contracts Tracker. I did the same thing as a junior attorney, w/contracts only: I drafted & negotiated contracts, ensured signatures, & prepared stuff needed for government litigation & entertainment shoots. Bonus? Met celebs! I left for a better opportunity as something else cited in this entry 😀