Bum jobs - Simon Mayle

Here is the first collection of adventures and disasters of a man only interested in work if it went nowhere. Whilst most aspired to a career, affluence, a mortgage and security, the author spent most of these important formative years drifting from job to job in the vague hope of the rent, a pay cheque, a good time and no responsibility.;From getting stinky with the bus boys in a pizza parlour in New York City on New Year's Eve; to running away from the Nebraska Law, a crooked boss and debt in a beat up moving van; to arguing this way through storms, loose women and the Atlantic as a deck-hand on a sail-boat; to losing sanity and sobriety whilst working the bar at one of New York's most violent and sexually confusing nightclubs; to seeking a trade as a beautician at the South Bronx's most celebrated beauty academy - the author pursued these and other peculiar career ambitions with no purpose whatsoever.;If you have ever wondered why you bother to get up early, struggle in the rush hour, work long and hard, take home a regular pay-cheque, own a bank account, eat daily, buy things, and have money to pay the bills, the author did, too. Here's the alternative.