#6 – Slaughterhouse Worker

‘I slaughter chickens for a living’ is admittedly not the best answer to give when the person you’ve fancied for months asks you what you do for a living. Expect a swift exit in the opposite direction. And when you’re not repelling members of the opposite sex whose stomachs have been turned by what you do, you’re at work, ripping apart the carcasses of innocent animals, knee-deep in blood and guts. You’d think that when you walk out of the abattoir, you can leave it behind you for the day but no. The smell of death clings to you. Give this ‘profession’ a wide berth folks!