This sperm MUST LOVE CHINA. I am not going to raise some Asian-phobic, Caucasian baby. I don’t know what i can say to this one…it kinda speaks for itself. creepy.

Nothing like good old, Chinese medicine. I didn’t know that lead cured abdominal pain. Poor female. This seems like it should be worth MUCH more than $200.

Wow, this one is a real winner. I actually think that if anyone is willing to help this guy out, they should. Come on surgery students, a little ‘pro bono’ is never a bad thing. It’s the holiday season, the time of year for giving. And by giving, I mean vasectomies.

Favorite quote in the post: P.S. I called Planned Parenthood already. They want $500. Those rich bastards!

What’s your favorite quote?

Talk about a lose-lose situation. You either get trampled to death, or you get blamed when someone else gets trampled to death.

C-R-A-P-P-Y

Don’t get fooled by the name of this job. Researchers at the New England Aquarium have been researching the endangered Atlantic Right Whale by studying the animals’ feces. That’s right, they learn about the Right Whale by scooping up its poo and examining it in labs.

On a good note, this method is much less dangerous to the animal’s life than capturing it and releasing it back into the sea. And according to the researcher, they can gain all sorts of valuable information about the whale by looking at its poo.

In a 2007 article on POPSCI.com, Rosalind Rolland of the New England Aquarium in Boston said this: “It surprised even me how much you can learn about a whale through its feces, you can test for pregnancy, measure hormones and biotoxins, examine its genetics. You can even tell individuals apart.”

Would this be considered “picking up the kids from the pool?”

By the way, the name “Right Whale” comes from 19th century whalers who deemed this animals name because it was the right whale to catch due to it’s high blubber content.

Everyone gets stressed out at work. But these people are really pissed. I just found this site called WorkRant.com.

It is a forum that lets people anonymously submit complaints about their work. Kind of like this site, but less job specific.

Here are a few sample posts that I really liked:
1. RANT:
Name: Jesse
From: Arkansas
My rant is simple: My boss loads and overloads me with more work, more projects, and more responsibilities on a daily basis. Meanwhile, my boss is never in the office, takes long lunch breaks, and is always out the door at ten minutes to five. Every day. In the several years I have worked for this organization, I have left earlier than five o’clock maybe a half dozen times. I actually love my job, when I am not overloaded with crap that my boss should be doing himself. That’s what really makes me want to rant!
Ranted on: November 16, 2009

2. RANT:
Name: Bitch
From: Hell
Starting today I am setting boundaries at work. If I get fired, so be it. I’m tired of being everybody’s doormat.

(1) I will no longer tolerate disrespect. If you wish my help, you can ask for it politely. Make sure the words “please” and “thank you” are included.

(2) I will no longer tolerate being interrupted when I am on the phone. This includes people who approach me and start talking loudly when I am speaking to someone, hoping to get my attention. When you see that I am on the phone, you will wait quietly until I am finished.

(3) I will no longer run errands or pick up lunch for the office on my lunch hour. I do not get paid for that hour, so it belongs to me. My car, my gas, my time. If you want me to run a work-related errand, I will add that time to my lunch hour. I will not run personal errands anymore. You can pick up your own damn dry cleaning!

There will be more, but these are the main areas that are slowly eating me up. I expect there will be payback, but I no longer care.
Ranted on: November 16, 2009

3. RANT:
Name: Bartle Doo
Fuck. Just, fuck. fuck you.fuck
Ranted on: November 17, 2009

I know, it is pretty great. If you want to check out more of their posts, Check out WorkRant.

Every job stinks sometimes. But this job, literally, is one of the worst smelling jobs in America. I think AskMen.com put it best:

“You know those red biohazard bags that doctors and nurses drop needles in? Well, the bags also carry urine, semen, teeth, and blood. When the bags are full, they get sent to a biohazard cooker. Each biohazard cooker puts a load of bags in an oven-like contraption that steams them at 260°F for 30 minutes before they’re disposed of. They wear gloves and goggles, but if a bag punctures, a single drop of bad human fluid can infect their own. If that’s not enough, they contend with the “gag-errific” stench of boiled human fluids, described as a bouquet of stinky feet, rank armpit odor and burnt rubber. This smell lasts all day as cookers finish with one load and put another one in. Think: This can all be yours for around $16.28 an hour.”

What a stinker. If any job makes you truly grateful for the one you’ve got – this is it. These employees are payed to sniff other people’s armpits to test the strengths (or lack there of) of different deodorants…ugh.

I have to commend people who want to go to school for zit popping. I give huge, mad props to all the estheticians of the world. Personally, I’ll stick to design and that kind of problem solving, thank you.

On this site we usually focus on specific jobs. But recently I have been thinking that any job could be crappy if your boss sucks. I saw a great post on BNET about this very topic and I thought that I would share it.

Stanley Bing (writing for BNET) give his top ten list of signs that your boss sucks.

1. The knot you get in your gut whenever you have to deal with him. You never know which person is going to show up — the nice, benevolent manager or the insane, angry hophead.
2. The feeling you get when you have to get dressed every morning. You know, the sensation that life wasn’t meant to be like this, that nobody knows what the day ahead will hold — and not in a good way, either. (This is so right, ugh, been there).
3. He’s either absent — or omnipresent. On days when he is supposed to be there, leading the way, guiding his people with a firm and gentle hand, he is nowhere to be found. Yet on days when everybody is executing the plan with distinction, there he is, standing in the middle of everything, gumming up the works, micro-managing, driving everybody crazy.

Pretty good right. But my personal favorite is number 8:

Work hours are hard to predict. There are long stretches of unmanaged, vague, pointless activity or inactivity, followed by short bursts of frenzy. Weekends are not safe. Vacations are not honored. Your time is not your own.

If your time isn’t your own, your life isn’t your own. Why would you want to work for someone who has no respect for your life or who wants to manage it that closely. Sounds like a dog of a job to me. If you want to read the rest of Bing’s list check out this post.