Steemit Icebreakers: What is the Strangest Job You Have Done?

This is going to end up like a confession from about 20 years ago, but here goes...

To fund university living costs, I had two unusual jobs...

Firstly, I was a university warden, which meant accommodation was paid for in exchange for being available out of office hours, for any hall accommodation issues and keeping an eye on proceedings.

This involved making sure that if complaints about noise etc were received, I would have to go and tell people to be quiet, break up too loud parties (along with the other wardens), and call the fire brigade for the endless times the fire alarm was set off.

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I also had to walk around the halls a couple of times a night, to make sure that everything was as it should be and turning a blind eye to the cannabis smoking going on, as no need to make a big deal out of that (only interfering to make sure that they covered the smoke alarms, so they didn't go off), I'd be up all night! It was a really easy job in exchange for free accommodation.

My second job was at a call center. Nothing unusual there, except for the phone calls I made.

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I would call up people who had called up sex lines and ask for the bills to be paid. As they could call the lines on a local rate number, but the 'fine print', or 'fine talk' in this case, said there would be further costs to be paid, but very few selected that option to listen to it and were unaware of the extra costs. This job was possibly barely legal, but it wasn't bad pay and targets were easy to reach for bonuses.

In the office across the road, were the girls who made the calls. We were often 'encouraged' to consider this an option, but I thought that talking dirty for a job would probably kill any future relationships if that kind of talk became automated or second nature to me, so I left that well alone.

However, during my early university years, I even considered some jobs that I should not of, like being an escort, as I naively thought that my charming company for a meal would be enough, but the line of questioning on the phone interview told me that wouldn't be the case. Especially, when he started asking whether me and my friend would like to come out as a pair. I am thankful I had some morals and am not quite so naive (or innocent) these days.

Oh, but I did try pole dancing for two days as well. But travelling home on my own at 3 o clock in the morning in London on the buses made me a little nervous (not to mention the clientele of the club).

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