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Day 44: How Would You Like Your Eggs in the Morning?

What do you think would be the worst job in the world? People do suggest things like wait staff (I used to have nightmares where I couldn't remember orders and had to write them down on my pyjamas when I was a waitress. Was quite bad.) or dishwasher (You have to work with chefs and they sometimes throw things at you. Like tongs, or hot chicken wings. Experience.) What was really funny on the web site I was looking at about this was that below each 'worst job', the content-based internet advertising was coming up with jobs in that category. So you look up 'worst jobs' and then decide to apply for one? Umm, okay, that seems like it makes sense. I am watching that guy on Dirty Jobs and he is in a factory where their main ingredient is anything onion related. That would be hard on the eyes. Another site quoted clean up crew in the Japanese nuclear plant, head chef to Kim Jon Il, and, Kofi Annan's position as envoy to Syria. On paper, yes, these are probably statistically horrid jobs if you look at pay, stress, physical exertion and likelihood of employment. But what about just pure grossness. Like cleaning out septic tanks or clearing up road kill or massaging people's feet. Does that make you feel better about your job?

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We went to buffet breaky this morning after work. It was like being on holidays in your own city. But there was quite an unusual (I thought) practise happening at the next table. They had one of those egg stations where they prepare fresh eggs rather than the stuff that sits in the Bain Marie. The egg lady made this guy, a regular, a couple of boiled eggs and popped them down with a bottle of Tabasco sauce. He lavished the eggs with it. Unusual combo, no? May have to try it, but it seems a little too close to putting ketchup on eggs—a thing as close to gross as some of those jobs we were talking about.

The Outfit
Shirt: Target
Vest: Op-shopped
Skirt: Op-shopped
Necklace: Cheap and cheerful shop somewhere
Bracelet: Swatch
Shoes: Irregular Choice

Photographer de Jour: B——

Who wore it better?

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  1. VOW! A superb photo B_!
    Putting Ketchup on your Eggs, it reminds me of that Clint Eastwood line from the Movie 'Sudden Impact', .....You know what makes me really sick to my Stomach?, ain't nobody and I mean nobody puts Ketchup on a Hotdog! Love it, worth watching on You Tube.


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