Yes, Fellow Scientists, Prostitution Is More Enjoyable Than Programming

The anonymous person using the pseudonym Belle de Jour whose best-selling stories about how to lead a secret life as a prostitute and influence people turns out to be research scientist Brooke Magnanti, a specialist in developmental neurotoxicology and cancer epidemiology in a hospital research group in Bristol and whose “hot” prostitute-y picture appears below.

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Running out of money to finish her PhD thesis in 2003, Magnanti turned to prostitution through a London escort agency, charging £300 an hour. She wasn’t absolutely unemployable, as she also had another job as a computer programmer. But she continued with prostitution because “it was so much more enjoyable.”

Kids, remember that! So you know what you wanna be when you grow up!

The Ogori Cafe And The Art Of Confoundment

At the Ogori Cafe somewhere in Japan, you get not what you ordered, but the ones ordered by the person before you. And so on and so forth. So if the dude before you ordered something like what the janitor mops up from the floor after a spirited bukkakke, that’s what you’ll eat. The only way to tip this thing into a semblance of “fairness” is to order something nasty — or tasty, depending on what kind of karma you want — for the stranger after you.

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Here’s one American’s experience with it:

As I sat down to enjoy my surprise Appletizer, loving this insane idea and wondering what would happen if you tried it in America, a Japanese woman approached the cafe. Since she could actually speak Japanese, she could read the large sign at the front and, fortunately or unfortunately, got advanced warning of what she was in for. Before making a final decision on what to order, she quietly snuck up to me to try to ask me what I had ordered, knowing that it would be her unwavering refreshment destiny. The staff put a quick stop to her trickery, and I didn’t answer.

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Economic Recession’s Upside # 6: More Women Go From Jobless To Topless

Well, not everything’s “unexciting” about this whole economic recession ting.

The tough job market is prompting a growing number of women across the country to dance in strip clubs, appear in adult movies or pose for magazines like Hustler.

Employers across the adult entertainment industry say they’re seeing an influx of applications from women who, like Brown, are attracted by the promise of flexible schedules and fast cash. Many have college degrees and held white-collar jobs until the economy soured.

“You’re seeing a lot more beautiful women who are eligible to do so many other things,” said Gus Poulos, general manager of New York City’s Sin City gentleman’s club. He said he got 85 responses in just one day to a recent job posting on Craigslist.

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Ryanair Stewardess Moonlights As Porn Star Edita Bente

When she’s not serving Ryanair passengers, stewardess Edita Schindlerova makes dicks hard as porn star Edina Bente. But what’s really, really great is Ryanair management’s reaction: the official company statement basically says okay, they’re fine with that, Edita stays and works with them no matter twat, err, we mean, what.

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Also: see Edita Bente at “work” here.

6 Dream Jobs That Would Suck

Video game tester, brewmaster, concert promoter, stay-at-home dad, professional TV watcher, and food taster — in ascending order of importance. Or suckiness. And here’s why.

For instance, videogame tester:

The life of a games tester is ruled by strict guidelines from the developers which condemns you to playing the same small section of the same game for your entire eight hour shift. Each time you hit a glitche, you write up a small treatise describing exactly how you found it. They’ll try to fix it, you’ll go back the same spot and play it over and over again to make sure. This goes on for weeks.

Also keep in mind that sometimes you won’t even get to play games, but, rather, will be asked to test the hardware itself which includes such life-affirming assignments as turning the console on and off hundreds of times while carefully timing and documenting how long it takes to power-up each time.

Real-life Typo Nazis Right Wrongs

With his fedora and gritty determination, Deck has been dubbed the Indiana Jones of typos. The founder of the Typo Eradication Advancement League (TEAL), Deck spent much of last year on the 2008 Typo Hunt Across America, a correctional odyssey that has taken him and an assortment of friends from coast to coast in a 1997 Nissan, righting wrong writing on signs as small as bulletin board notices and as big as billboards. Sleeping in tents or friends-of-friends’ couches, Deck spent the year living on Pop-Tarts and pancakes as he stalked the wild gaffe.

Jeff Deck (below) adds the all-important apostrophe at a Chicago clothing store.
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The Best Job In The World


An Australian state is offering internationally what it calls “the best job in the world” — earning a top salary for lazing around a beautiful tropical island for six months.

The job pays 150,000 Australian dollars (105,000 US dollars) and includes free airfares from the winner’s home country to Hamilton Island on the Great Barrier Reef, Queensland’s state government announced on Tuesday.

In return, the “island caretaker” will be expected to stroll the white sands, snorkel the reef, take care of “a few minor tasks” — and report to a global audience via weekly blogs, photo diaries and video updates.

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All The Shit You’ll Do For Your “Dirty Job”

I’ve been thinking about the first time I castrated a lamb with my teeth. (It’s a real job, I swear.) I was anxious, and judging by the sounds coming from the lamb, I wasn’t the only one. He was propped up on the fence rail, pinned in place by a cheerful rancher named Albert, who was holding the animal’s legs apart for my convenience. The blood in Albert’s mustache was still wet from his demonstration moments before, and he spoke in a way that reminded me of the directions on a bottle of shampoo. “Grab scrotum. Cut tip. Expose testicles. Bend over. Bite down. Snap your head back. Spit testicles into bucket. Rinse and Repeat.”

Mike Rowe, on how much he luuuuvs his dirty job