Friday, August 7, 2009

A job I would not like

There are many: busdriver/airline pilot (or any other career where others' safety relies on my controlling a conveyance), chickenboy (mopper of porn stalls), etc...but what really blows my mind are the people who work on the Jumble puzzle in the paper. Even in this age of anagram generators, to have to think all day of words that can only be scrambled/unscrambled IN ONE WAY sounds like a remarkably taxing way to spend one's life, fraught with headaches such as when some dick in the Jumble office tells you, during end-of-workday proofing, just as you have the puzzle done, that, wait, hold up: sorry, hoss, but INSECT can also be INCEST [to use an overly facile example, and one that can likely be made into more than just one other word, but, see, right here I am just too lazy to care/check].

My god, the work these people do.

And don't even get me started on how crossword puzzles work, which I don't even understand at my age, mere hours from an AARP card.

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