Worst Jobs | Nauseda

The three "worst" are also the only three jobs I've ever had. There have been things I loved and hated about each of these jobs. So, one could say they were the best and worst.

1. Office Clerk for Proficient Transport

May-August 2012

S. Condemi-Boss

35^th & Halsted, Chicago, IL

Three objects: Phone, truck log sheets, file cabinet

$8.75/hour, 8 hours a day, 3 days a week (about $2000 total)

Someone I liked: Melissa. She trained me and didn't always try to talk to be during the work day, which I appreciated. We sat across from each other so it would have given me anxiety to have to talk to her all day. She also trusted me to lock up a lot of days when the boss would leave early.

Someone I hated: the guy who decided to use the driveway in the back of the office as his toilet. This is pretty self explanatory.

The headline: "You just have to call everyone on this list. (You just have to face your worst fear and call about fifty strangers on the phone.)

2. Member, Screamin' Demons Pep Band

October 2012-Present

K. Labok & J. Livorsi-Boss

DePaul Athletics Department, Sheffield & Belden, Chicago, IL

Three objects: track jacket (“jersey”), my bari sax, basketball

$17.50/hour, 2 hours per gig, varied times. (about $900 total)

Someone I like: David. He's a trumpet player who I was friends with from our discover class who told me about and convinced me to audition for the pep band. I wouldn't be in it without him.

Someone I hate: the referees. As the pep band and part of the spirit team, we obviously don't exactly like most of the calls the refs make.

The headline: "The ref is my dad! Hi dad!"

3. House DJ

May-August 2012

Self Employed

Chicago, IL

Three objects: laptop, turntables, speakers

$25/gig, usually weekends

Someone I liked: Eric, a friend who would sometimes come with me to longer gigs and help with the sets.

Someone I hated: literally everyone who requested songs or asked us to do something specific.

The office clerk job would probably be my integrative approach, as I would like to compare the anxiety that using the office phone gave me to something more serious.

The headline: "No, I will not play levels."

The pep band job would have to be the geometric one. I like the idea of possibly making instruments out of geometric shapes, and I'm imagining something similar to a Rodchenko advertisement that features the referee as like a big-brother type of figure or something.

The DJ thing would be my deconstructive due to the nature of the scene in which the jobs took place.