you don't have to describe them in detail with dates, not trying to get you to doxx yourself
but it's kind of A Thing with neurodivergent folks to have tried a lot of different jobs, and I'm curious about everybody's count
I think I'm up to 21 that I've filed taxes for, which doesn't seem that extreme for 42, except when you consider that I've been unemployed most of my son's 17 years of life because I couldn't handle parenting and that level of outside obligations, so most of those happened before I was 25 – so 20ish jobs between 15-25
how bout you, how many things have you tried?
Ten jobs plus one like 6-week temp gig over the course of 25 years or so. That includes two sales associate jobs at different Radio Shacks, the teenage grocery bagging gig that I got fired from after dismembering and trying to melt plastic army men in the breakroom, and an extremely shady electronics salvage/reclamation job that I am pretty sure was a front for a coke smuggler, but said front looked legit enough that the Department of Defense contracted us as a vendor for some workstation PCs at one point.
Edit: At the aforementioned electronics salvage place, I did score a pair of early 1970's Fender tube amps for like $20 out of the warehouse where we were storing all of the old monochrome CRT terminal monitors awaiting teardown. A Princeton Reverb and a Bassman combo; both silverface-era, and both with varying degrees of bird shit on them. The Bassman never did work right, so I wound up selling it to a friend in college. I just finally did a full refurb and a couple of mods on the Princeton about 12 years ago. (I replaced the ground select switch with a standby toggle, and I replaced the AC plug on the chassis with a pair of bias test points, along with adding a trim pot in the power amp bias circuit itself so that I don't have to dick around with resoldering resistors every time I swap out those 6V6 power tubes.)
RadioShack was like the worst job I had. My manager told me I should do coke to get better at sales and didn’t offer me any.
wtf, this is so funny
I guess they weren't amused when I said that I just vented the fumes into the bakery because no one could tell the difference.
would love to hear this story in detail someday, if you ever feel like telling it – this sounds fucking hilarious