My get your butt back to college job!

I think that every college student needs to get a really crappy job that makes them hate life. You know, like a job at McDonalds, or being a custodian cleaning up peoples crap. It serves as a very good purpose because then you have a daily reminder as to why you need to finish college. Now, I am not saying that these jobs aren’t important, nor am I looking down on the people who have these jobs. But, if you have a job you hate, then you are more likely to work towards getting a different job, one that you like more.

Anyways, I have a job like that. It’s my “This is why I need to go back to college job.” I work for a corporate recycling company. It sounds fancy but really, I pick up someone’s trash, such as cardboard, paper, and so on, and give it to other people that want it. Its rather amazing. I have worked there for less than a week and I have already moved over 20,000 pounds of cardboard and no that isn’t a typing error.

Now, I enjoy this job because I can explore and see the different ways of life and experience things I have never experienced, like drive a 24 foot truck! But on my second day there I get the job of dropping of pallets to a company that rebuilds them and then sells them back to companies. We had a lot of pallets, like over 400 or so that we needed to deliver. So, I took half in one load with the guy in our warehouse. He went along to show me where to go and what to do. After I dropped off those pallets, I got a receipt for how many we dropped off which had both the number (17) and it written out (seventeen), and then I am to take that receipt and turn it in to get paid. Well, I had more pallets to get so we left and figured we would bring both receipts to the office after we were done.

So, I leave and come back with more pallets, unload, and get my receipt. I then go to the office to turn them in and get a check for them. I walk into the office and a man is sitting in the corner of this single wide trailer, smoking, and I hand him my receipts and he asks me where I got two of them from, and I said I brought two different loads. He then gets on me and gives me a lecture how I am never to leave the yard without dropping off my receipt or getting paid and how too many people have taken them and changed the number of pallets. Now here I am thinking in my head. Wow dude! This is my second day on the job, this is the first time I have ever been here. I didn’t know this.

But after I left, I thought, how sad of a world we live in, where you have to worry about changing the number of pallets you turned in to get an extra dollar or two. Whatever happened to your word being good enough? Has the corporate world gone down the drain that much? Where you can’t even leave somewhere with a receipt because you might try to change it? I guess it explains the economic downfall that we are in. Maybe we should tell the truth and be more trustworthy.