I was a cowgirl (632 hits)
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Submitted by corn_nugget (View user info) at 2004-01-09 21:25:55 EST
I guess everyone has stupid jobs when they are younger. Well, everyone who has parents who pressure them to work, that is.
My first job was a bean-picker. No joke. I was 14, and I picked beans. I got promoted to the cooler, where I searched through the bushels of peaches, and pulled the rotten ones out before they could infect the whole bushel with their stank.
Then I got promoted to sales. Well, if you want to get technical, I sold veggies off the back of the owners Ford F250.
Where do cowgirls fit in?
There was a tourist attraction down the road from the Farmers Market that I worked at.
"Stagecoach Stop".
I couldn't wait to turn 16. I wanted to work there SO BAD, but they wouldn't hire anyone under 16... maybe it had something to do with child-work-laws... go figure.
I turned 16, got a car... drove it to Stagecoach Stop.
As a lover of animals, I applied for a position as the Petting Farm Attendant. Well, no, they only put the mediocre employees there, they told me... "and you, Corinne... You've got that little 'something'... that flare... that style... that pizazz... you're going to be a cowgirl!".
What? ME?! They want ME to be a COWGIRL!!? SWEET!
"What do cowgirls do, exactly?" I asked, bubbling over with excitement.
"Well, when they have gun fights, you run out and cry over the cowboy who gets shot or falls off the roof!".
Yes, boys and girls, I was an actor. I spent an entire 3 months crying over boys...
Ah hell, I've been crying over boys ever since.
-Corinne
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Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2004-01-13 18:41:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
hah you're cracking me up.
I called you because you were snooping through my purse, and I was trying to distract you.
And, daaaaaamn boy, you're such a player... "I wanted you to hear that". Wow. Also like your "I think she wants me to put my arm around her" line... yeah yeah... I know... don't hate the player, hate the game...
I was doing that, too... reading posts that you and Herpes wrote... and I kept wanting to give +2's. Mainly just because you scare me, and you know where I live... you know. I'm street smart.
Submitted by NotApologizing (user info) at 2004-01-13 16:51:57 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I tip my hat to you, little lady.
Now I've met you, and I feel like I have to go back and read all your old posts. And I also feel obligated to give you a +2 all the time. And another thing, I noticed something a little subtle about last night.
At one point I gave you my cellphone number. Then you called it immediately. I think your intention was to either confirm that I gave you the real number, OR to make sure that I've got your number. I'll go with the latter, since I'm sure you want me to show you how to shoot pool (yes, I did say that to LaNa last night--I tried to say it loud enough for you to hear).
Later,
S
Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2004-01-10 21:39:23 EST (#)
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Esso... do you love the job because you like to know where people died, or was that just an extraenous (and no, I can't spell) bit of information?
I'm very intrigued by the notion of knowing about people's lives, or in this case, their deaths. I'm a huge snoop.
Submitted by esso_merda (user info) at 2004-01-10 05:55:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
"I volunteered at the Humane Society from 16 to 18... worked at a vet as a tech a year or two ago, part time... grocery stores... bean picking... cowgirl... sales... photography... car sales... hardwood flooring sales... office manager (which I SUCKED at)... electronic sales..."
Shit. I've: picked spinach, picked berries, worked at McDonald's, sold clothes, was a projectionist, video store clerk, buffet restraunt busser, grinding wheel factory rat, electrician, Burger King employee, Christmas tree dealer, hippie health shake seller, pizza guy, mattress constructer, and now, FINALLY, a title insurance researcher. I love this job. I can tell you who died at which house and when. Great fodder for future stories.
Submitted by kgbpasha (user info) at 2004-01-10 05:16:04 EST (#)
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I could go for some vittles right now, I'd be much obliged ma'am.
<spit......ping!>
Submitted by Kristen (user info) at 2004-01-10 05:07:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
HAHAHAHAHAH @ seanfogey.
Submitted by seanfogy (user info) at 2004-01-10 04:59:40 EST (#)
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I was Mickey Mouse in a parade once.
*crickets*
Yeah, anyway.
Submitted by Insanethemind (user info) at 2004-01-10 03:05:58 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
sounds like stellar employment with room for advancement keep up the feckin jolly good work
Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2004-01-09 23:06:13 EST (#)
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I've had every job.
I volunteered at the Humane Society from 16 to 18... worked at a vet as a tech a year or two ago, part time... grocery stores... bean picking... cowgirl... sales... photography... car sales... hardwood flooring sales... office manager (which I SUCKED at)... electronic sales...
I think that's it.
Submitted by bob (user info) at 2004-01-09 23:00:54 EST (#)
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im currently 16 and currently working at an animal shelter.
Submitted by RandytheHelpfulPineapple (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:48:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Cowgirl .... kinky!
Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:41:56 EST (#)
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Hey, are you trying to say being a cowgirl was humiliating?!
I was a STAR!
Okay, so you're right... I wouldn't want your job. I can barely spell, let alone alphabetise.
(see, I told you I can't spell)
Submitted by quack (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:40:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
i worked in an ob/gyn ward. as a filing bitch. there is no job more humiliating than being bossed around by estrogen-laden fem-nazis in a gynocologists office. believe me.
Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:33:35 EST (#)
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GodChicken... corn_nugget78 on yahoo... and then you can get Lanas, and we'll all be cool and talk on IM!
Argh, lana, you got me loopy now. All this Bob Saget talk.
Submitted by LaNa (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:33:05 EST (#)
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I have AIM and Yahoo...
now you pick!
AIM: iiLLana
Yahoo: lil_lana
(i'm so damn creative eh?)
Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:31:02 EST (#)
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LaNa: MSN, AIM, Yahoo..
take your pick. I protect MSN more than the other two, since my email is attached to that.
heh.. country.. first concert I ever saw was Martina Mcbride. She's just great.
Submitted by LaNa (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:29:49 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
...why I missed it the first time through I don't know, but *awwwwww* to the "crying over boys" line.
Ok. Now I'm done,
~LaNa :)
Submitted by LaNa (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:26:44 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-Frigg'n-Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw
You were a cowgirl and you can't appreciate Tim McGraw? Pssshaw! I don't buy it :)
~LaNa
p.s. God Chicken... whatcha got?
Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:22:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Awesome.
I'm bored. someone want to annoy me on a messenger program?
Submitted by Sounsexy00 (user info) at 2004-01-09 22:00:09 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
When I turned 16, I spent a summer working as Cinderella in Disney World. Then I went home and wrote about it for a magazine. I made more money from the article than from smiling at obnoxious children for eleven hours a day in sweltering heat. I want to pick through peaches though. That might be cool.
-Hadley
yeah, boys.
Submitted by Trout (user info) at 2004-01-09 21:29:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Yeeha!
Was your outfit like the cowgirls in Toy Story 2?