I got a brilliant package in the post today. It was my copy of Crap Jobs, the book that I inadvertently contributed to through The Idler website. You'll remember I squealed about this back in June. Well, today I got the book, which looks a bit like this -
It's a Top 100 of horrendously horrible jobs, with some ancient jobs thrown in, along with some really cute cartoons, and occasional photos of the authors of the hideous stories. I'm very very pleased to report that, for some reason, I've made number 30 of the Top 100 worst jobs. It was apparently worse than being a door-to-door salesman (number 33), sperm tester (54), salmon head slicer (75), maggot farmer (84) or a chicken inspector (92). I'm very proud.
Also, I've spent most of the morning looking through the gallery of sorryeverybody.com. It's a very beautiful site.