Note: Some people have been asking me who is Rodrigo. He is the Brazillian guy who I have always been mentioning.
I started work at a packing shed the next day after arriving in Shepperton. On the first day, I remembered the hand held Nintendo Mario Bros. game I used to play where they had to transport the boxes on conveyor belts without dropping them, a documentary called...um... "something Landscape" which is based on the sceneries of China's pollution and factory work settings, and carnival games at Playland or something. I was thinking philosophically the whole day, and actually quite enjoyed the monotonous work. I'm on the slow side but people always help each other out and there were not judgements like many other jobs. By the 4th day, I was burnt out. It wasn't full time so I had a couple of days off at the prison like backpacker hostel (there's nothing outside especially if you don't have a car). I actually went out partying on Saturday night in this hick town. The second place we went to was so ghetto and trashy, eg. some girl who slid on the floor right to my feet. I had fun anyways because I have little crushes on these 2 really cute German roommates. One of them looks like Brad Pitt and came off a bit cool at first. The other guy looks like some Japanese manga character with a pretty face. He is kind of cute when he says stupid things in front of me. I think being and working here makes me and Meg think too much because there is nothing to do or see. She had this crush on this other guy and I think we found out that he turned out to be gay last night. Maybe I need to get out of here soon.
Yesterday I tried tomato picking alone. The farmer who picked me up was kind of pimp, listening to rap and decked out in gangsta style decor in the car. He was really nice though since he got me free food, coffee, fruits and 2 pops. He even paid me more than he was supposed to because I was so damn slow. My back was hurting after but some yoga therapy helped alot. My arse is mega soar today though (What do you call a gay dinosaur? Megasoaurus- Gip's joke).
Today I tried pear picking. The farmer was so agro and mad at this other picker that he almost wanted to beat him up, it was insane. I got hit by a pear on my nose and was bleeding quite a bit for a few minutes. Imagine me bending over watching blood dripped chuckling, while the other 2 guys stood there watching me. Anyhow, for both fruit picking jobs, I was quite slow and didn't make much money.
I started work at a packing shed the next day after arriving in Shepperton. On the first day, I remembered the hand held Nintendo Mario Bros. game I used to play where they had to transport the boxes on conveyor belts without dropping them, a documentary called...um... "something Landscape" which is based on the sceneries of China's pollution and factory work settings, and carnival games at Playland or something. I was thinking philosophically the whole day, and actually quite enjoyed the monotonous work. I'm on the slow side but people always help each other out and there were not judgements like many other jobs. By the 4th day, I was burnt out. It wasn't full time so I had a couple of days off at the prison like backpacker hostel (there's nothing outside especially if you don't have a car). I actually went out partying on Saturday night in this hick town. The second place we went to was so ghetto and trashy, eg. some girl who slid on the floor right to my feet. I had fun anyways because I have little crushes on these 2 really cute German roommates. One of them looks like Brad Pitt and came off a bit cool at first. The other guy looks like some Japanese manga character with a pretty face. He is kind of cute when he says stupid things in front of me. I think being and working here makes me and Meg think too much because there is nothing to do or see. She had this crush on this other guy and I think we found out that he turned out to be gay last night. Maybe I need to get out of here soon.
Yesterday I tried tomato picking alone. The farmer who picked me up was kind of pimp, listening to rap and decked out in gangsta style decor in the car. He was really nice though since he got me free food, coffee, fruits and 2 pops. He even paid me more than he was supposed to because I was so damn slow. My back was hurting after but some yoga therapy helped alot. My arse is mega soar today though (What do you call a gay dinosaur? Megasoaurus- Gip's joke).
Today I tried pear picking. The farmer was so agro and mad at this other picker that he almost wanted to beat him up, it was insane. I got hit by a pear on my nose and was bleeding quite a bit for a few minutes. Imagine me bending over watching blood dripped chuckling, while the other 2 guys stood there watching me. Anyhow, for both fruit picking jobs, I was quite slow and didn't make much money.
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it's a very interesting experience! constance finally made it to fruit picking..not in richmond but Australiaaaa
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