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    The counter says that 2847735 have been flummelized, but I personally think it's all a big lie.

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  • [ Tuesday, January 14, 2003 ]

    Kaugummi

    kaugummi Inspired by this entry at nicole.com, I had a grand flashback....

    I had the very grossest job ever devised for a human being and you know, I didn’t really mind it that much because I was part of a team and we made it fun.  Get out your pencils and take notes because if this job is ever listed in the classifieds, you can bet that there will not be any competition for it.

    When I was nineteen, I worked for a tiny little movie house called The Village Theater.  It is still located in downtown Palm Springs and at that time the building was at least forty years old.  Because I was of advanced age, I held the top non-managerial position...box office cashier.  It didn’t really pay very much but it got me into every movie in town for free and now and then I could nab a free movie poster (yup, I still have a pre-release Star Wars poster!).

    The Village Theater seats about 150 people and every decade or so, it needs deep cleaning.  This means that all employees, no matter how elevated or senior their position, has to pitch in.

    One late Friday morning, I joined the others in the manager’s office where we were issued the cleaning tools we needed to do the job.  These included a spray can of icy coolant stuff, yellow rubber gloves and a four inch wide stiff ended scraper.  Our task?...to rid the bottom of the theater seats of their years and years of petrified wads of chewing gum and an occasional fresh and sticky glop.

    It wasn’t an easy job but once I conquered my gag reflex, I embraced the yuckiness of it and became very task oriented.  The seven of us accomplished our task in three hours and if my co-workers were like me, they headed home for a very long, very hot shower.

    If you find this job listed and need any pointers, feel free to write and ask....my kind of expertise is hard to come by.  BTW, I always thought it was funny that the German word for chewing gum is kaugummi.

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    Posted by karan on 01/14 at 11:00 PM
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