Just got done working the CeBIT
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Just got done working the CeBIT
... and holy shit what kind of horror trip it was!
I was working for a big Korean company and my job was to refill all the catalogs and brochures and whatever they had on their huge, masssively enourmous booth. (Think soccer-field size)
So I was carrying boxes of catalogues all over that booth for ten and a half hours a day, 6 days in a row. I had one 20-minute break per day, to get something to eat.
My feet are literally bleeding right now (no joke), I've got about 5 blisters on each of them.
Every day after work I got something to eat really quickly, than dropped to bed at 8 pm and slept till 6 am to get up for another day of Korean torture. Every morning, my feet would still be hurting from the day before.
Did I mention that I hate Koreans now? Fucking stuck-up, obnoxious little assholes. A few of them were okay I guess, but most of them were extremely irritating, especially the women.
BTW women:
My coworkers, around 70 rather good-looking women, managed to keep the average IQ in our hall constantly below 50.
Random bitch: "Do we have this catalogue in german? It's really important."
Me: "No. English only."
Random bitch: "Can't you look for it?"
Me: "I know we don't have them in german! Why is it so important anyways?"
Random bitch: "Yeah, that totally cute security guy* wanted one but he doesn't understand english!"
(* "security guy" = "complete retard, too stupid to get a job as a parking guard")
Info booth worker #1 calls me on the phone: "Could you bring us some more bags when you're not busy?"
Me: "Sorry, we're all out of bags."
Info booth worker #2 calls me on the phone: "We need some more bags over here. Can you bring us some?"
Me: "Sorry, we're all out of bags."
Info booth worker #3 calls me on the phone: "WE NEED MORE BAGS DESPERATELY!!! QUICK, BRING US SOME!!!"
Me: "Errm, as I've told TWO of your coworkers just a couple minutes ago, WE ARE ALL OUT OF BAGS! Do you people not talk to each other?"
Info booth worker #3: "Okay, okay, no need to be mean!"
I'm in the staff room, picking up some more catalogues, when info booth worker #4 enters:
"OMG OMG OMG I NEED SOME BAGS REALLY QUICKLY OMG OMG OMG SPLISHSPLASH HELP ME LOOK FOR THEM PLZ PLZ PLZ!!!!"
*me rolls up into a ball and rocks back and forth*
Not to mention the fucking customers:
"Do you sell this?" (points at huge HDTV plasma screen, price range probably somewhere far above $20,000)
"No sir, this is a trade show. We don't sell anything."
"Oh come on, I know you sell this stuff when the fair is over."
"Sorry sir, we don't."
"Oh well, I couldn't afford it anyways. What does this thing cost? More than my house, right? HAHAHA!"
Next customer:
"Okay, I'll take it. Just wrap it up, alright?"
"HAHAHA VERY FUNNY THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE HEARD THIS JOKE!!!"
Next customer:
"Do you have any give-aways?"
"No, sorry."
"Come on, I heard you guys give away memory sticks."
"I'm afraid that information is false."
"MY FRIEND GOT ONE HERE! YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME ONE AS WELL!"
Next customer:
"You know, your displays aren't even that good."
"HAY THANKS FOR LETTING US KNOW. WE'LL CLOSE UP SHOP RIGHT AWAY!"
To make a long story short: If the human body was designed to carry heavy boxes 10 hours a day, the job would have been aggravating, but okay.
With bleeding feet, hurting back and knees and obnoxious coworkers, it was the worst thing I ever did.
Next year I'll work as a promoter again, which should be better. Even more idiots to put up with, but a lot less physical pain.
I was working for a big Korean company and my job was to refill all the catalogs and brochures and whatever they had on their huge, masssively enourmous booth. (Think soccer-field size)
So I was carrying boxes of catalogues all over that booth for ten and a half hours a day, 6 days in a row. I had one 20-minute break per day, to get something to eat.
My feet are literally bleeding right now (no joke), I've got about 5 blisters on each of them.
Every day after work I got something to eat really quickly, than dropped to bed at 8 pm and slept till 6 am to get up for another day of Korean torture. Every morning, my feet would still be hurting from the day before.
Did I mention that I hate Koreans now? Fucking stuck-up, obnoxious little assholes. A few of them were okay I guess, but most of them were extremely irritating, especially the women.
BTW women:
My coworkers, around 70 rather good-looking women, managed to keep the average IQ in our hall constantly below 50.
Random bitch: "Do we have this catalogue in german? It's really important."
Me: "No. English only."
Random bitch: "Can't you look for it?"
Me: "I know we don't have them in german! Why is it so important anyways?"
Random bitch: "Yeah, that totally cute security guy* wanted one but he doesn't understand english!"
(* "security guy" = "complete retard, too stupid to get a job as a parking guard")
Info booth worker #1 calls me on the phone: "Could you bring us some more bags when you're not busy?"
Me: "Sorry, we're all out of bags."
Info booth worker #2 calls me on the phone: "We need some more bags over here. Can you bring us some?"
Me: "Sorry, we're all out of bags."
Info booth worker #3 calls me on the phone: "WE NEED MORE BAGS DESPERATELY!!! QUICK, BRING US SOME!!!"
Me: "Errm, as I've told TWO of your coworkers just a couple minutes ago, WE ARE ALL OUT OF BAGS! Do you people not talk to each other?"
Info booth worker #3: "Okay, okay, no need to be mean!"
I'm in the staff room, picking up some more catalogues, when info booth worker #4 enters:
"OMG OMG OMG I NEED SOME BAGS REALLY QUICKLY OMG OMG OMG SPLISHSPLASH HELP ME LOOK FOR THEM PLZ PLZ PLZ!!!!"
*me rolls up into a ball and rocks back and forth*
Not to mention the fucking customers:
"Do you sell this?" (points at huge HDTV plasma screen, price range probably somewhere far above $20,000)
"No sir, this is a trade show. We don't sell anything."
"Oh come on, I know you sell this stuff when the fair is over."
"Sorry sir, we don't."
"Oh well, I couldn't afford it anyways. What does this thing cost? More than my house, right? HAHAHA!"
Next customer:
"Okay, I'll take it. Just wrap it up, alright?"
"HAHAHA VERY FUNNY THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE HEARD THIS JOKE!!!"
Next customer:
"Do you have any give-aways?"
"No, sorry."
"Come on, I heard you guys give away memory sticks."
"I'm afraid that information is false."
"MY FRIEND GOT ONE HERE! YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME ONE AS WELL!"
Next customer:
"You know, your displays aren't even that good."
"HAY THANKS FOR LETTING US KNOW. WE'LL CLOSE UP SHOP RIGHT AWAY!"
To make a long story short: If the human body was designed to carry heavy boxes 10 hours a day, the job would have been aggravating, but okay.
With bleeding feet, hurting back and knees and obnoxious coworkers, it was the worst thing I ever did.
Next year I'll work as a promoter again, which should be better. Even more idiots to put up with, but a lot less physical pain.
Last edited by SplishSplash on Wed Mar 16, 2005 7:55 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Oh yeah, forgot to mention this:
Yesterday was my birthday. What awaits me at work?
The stupid delivery guys brought THE ENTIRE DELIVERY for the day into the wrong room. Think like 1000 kilos worth of stuff. And me to carry it all into the other room before the gates open.
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO ME!
Yesterday was my birthday. What awaits me at work?
The stupid delivery guys brought THE ENTIRE DELIVERY for the day into the wrong room. Think like 1000 kilos worth of stuff. And me to carry it all into the other room before the gates open.
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO ME!
bwahaahaa, soz. happy birthday for yesterday.SplishSplash wrote:Oh yeah, forgot to mention this:
Yesterday was my birthday. What awaits me at work?
The stupid delivery guys brought THE ENTIRE DELIVERY for the day into the wrong room. Think like 1000 kilos worth of stuff. And me to carry it all into the other room before the gates open.
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO ME!
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Happy birthday, splish. For what it's worth.
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Obviously not enough to buy sensible shoes :icon25:SplishSplash wrote:€10/hour, which is pretty good for a Uni student.Kracus wrote:Jesus... I hope you made a lot of money otherwise you suck.
Thanks to everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday.
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what's that like 60x 40lb boxes? That's nothing. Stop complaining. Happy Birthday though.SplishSplash wrote:Oh yeah, forgot to mention this:
Yesterday was my birthday. What awaits me at work?
The stupid delivery guys brought THE ENTIRE DELIVERY for the day into the wrong room. Think like 1000 kilos worth of stuff. And me to carry it all into the other room before the gates open.
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO ME!
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Did you go to CeBit, Pext?
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