Work stories

We stopped at a café, dusty and tired. The glum waitress glared. Nearly knock-off time. She stood, unsmiling, notepad in hand, tapping her pencil. I determined to make her smile. ...

I was recently in the Northern New South Wales town of Murwillumbah. The town had recently suffered its largest flood in living memory and I was assisting with some flood insurance claims....

What if they don’t like me? what if they reject me? what if they boo? What if turning up in PJ’s isn’t a Dream?...

Staples, you big out of control American office superstore chain you.

Before arriving in the USA, I didn’t know it was possible to combine awful c...

My work is hell. Sort of.

It's mostly a construction site at the moment and I'm hardly a tradie. I'm a shelf stacker....

I used to work in this old junk n stuff shop in Colorado. There were these sounds that came from the back room but I never really paid any attention to them until one day....