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When I was 18, I got a job building trails at Mundy Park in Coquitlam. We worked in winter digging, by hand, 4-5 deep trenches and filling them with drain rock and layers of sand and other materials to build the hiking trails. It was rainy and cold as fuck, 8+ hour days, and the crew boss sat in the warm truck and if you were shivering, you were allowed in the truck to warm up. Of course, everyone caught colds in the first week and if you had the sniffles or a cough you weren't allowed to sit in the truck. We were given well-aged rain gear that had minor tears in it, just enough to let the water in!
I did that for 3 months because I was kicked out of my house when I was 16 because my father was such a huuuuuuuuge asshole post-divorce, so I had been homeless for nearly 2 years and basically couch surfing after dropping out of high school, so I needed to pay my rent.
90 days of that work was so horrific and horrible, and some single mom I was working with had a major breakdown on the job site and started smashing the truck with her shovel because she was soooooooo poor and that the $7 an hour barely covered her bills and it was the most extreme work possible for a woman in her 30's, me as an 18 year old muscular, strong man, the work was fucking excruciating and the fact that it was done in the cold and wet in the most humid forest, and basically all day you had these ice cold water drops ALWAYS landing down the back of your neck, and for 8 hours you would be alternating between sweating and freezing, and your hands were rough as fuck and your feet blistered with swamp foot from being wet constantly. Those 90 days was the WORST job I ever had. Funny... I got the job because I had a friend who worked it for 2 days and quit, but told me "oh they always need people!" so I showed up in the morning bright-eyed and bushy tailed, dressed nice with my resume printed out, and they handed me dirty rain gear and a shovel and then the crew leader, in the warm truck, marched us out to the middle of the park and showed us where to start digging. The turnover rate was so high, after 90 days I think I was the only one left from the original crew other than the shitbag crew leader who sat in the truck. Oh, and since I had no car, I had to ride my bike to work with a several hundred feet elevation rise with no paved road or trail, so I had to push my bike up a steep grassy incline by the side of the Lougheed highway... fucking bruuuuuuuuuutal life... you can imagine when I started making 10k USD+ a month in porn working an hour a day a few years later... that I thought I had won at life! Fuck for 15+ years shit was soooooooo good until COVID!!!
Once the weather warmed up, I quit that shit job on a Friday after getting my last pay, fuck that shit!
Then I was able to get a job working on a cranberry farm for +$4 per hour more, $11 an hour, which was sooooooo much more money, but the farm owner only hired boys and he used to whip his cock out and piss in front of everyone and make everyone super fucking creeped out as he would literally just whip his cock out and piss in front of you while making eye contact and talking, sometimes nearly pissing on you because he wouldn't even turn away while pissing. He wore a cowboy hat and years later when I first saw Max Hardcore, he looked EXACTLY like Max Hardcore.
I quit that shit job and went into installing high speed internet in people's homes for Shaw / Rogers, and that was such a massive step up, turned 19 and had a Mustang, money, and was bangin' chicks like crazy!
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