Novel & Cerita Mindless Jobs That Pay Well

“So seriously, where can I get a good paying job?” She let out a loud yawn behind me. “Listen, the only good paying jobs you can get around here are mostly in bars and casinos.” She shot me a brief once over. “Do you think you’re cut out for that?” “And hey,” she added in a whisper, “those are also the kind of places where you could work without having a background check run on you.” I rolled my eyes, digging my fingers into my hair. “I’ll decide for myself if I can handle it or not,” I mumbled under my breath. “I just need a freaking job.”

"If I wasn't lucky, I won't be having a job right now. Am I right?" "If you are lucky enough, you won't be working as PA right now." He said. "So you mean, it's not luck?" I furrow my brows. "If a person is lucky enough, they won't be working in a job where they can only get low payment." "What's wrong with a low payment job? As long as it's decent, it's fine. " "That is totally absurd." I really don't understand what it means. Is he having problems with small amount of salary?

She shifted as she spoke and dropped her eyes. He knew right away what she was talking about, where she worked and why she might be embarrassed to admit it. A popular TV dinner company ran a factory outside of their town. Many of the lower income, less skilled workers got jobs there. Jared didn't like the idea that Amy was getting up so early in the morning to go to work. "You on the assembly line?" She picked at a loose thread on her lawn chair and didn't look at him as she nodded. Even worse. She had one of the worst jobs at the factory. Monotonous, boring, low-paid with no opportunities for advancement.

Oh? I had forgotten to ask Sky who was getting engaged. No wonder Mabel was dressed so extravagantly tonight—she was the bride-to-be. Seeing me remain silent, Harland waved his cigarette-stained hand in front of my face. "Being a low-level white-collar worker must be tough—long hours with low pay. How about working as a cleaner for my family instead? "You can choose between daily wage or hourly pay. How does 200 bucks a day sound? Cleaning and cooking would be way easier than whatever you're doing now."

“What?” “I can’t take it. Do you think I steal because I’m way too lazy to work? The only jobs I’ve managed to secure are a few menial ones that don’t require qualifications, and they end up not even cutting half of my rent money, and so I had to… explore other options.” “Good thing being my PA doesn’t require qualifications either. All you need is the ability to make a good coffee, jot down a few things, and go on business trips with me. The pay should be enough to give you a comfortable life.”

University graduates were being grossly underpaid and abused in work places because employers of labour had many job seekers pestering them for jobs. There were many job seekers who were ready to do almost anything just to get the peanuts being paid as salary. The level of poverty was so high that some university graduates had their gross earning to be as little as seven thousand naira; an amount less than twenty dollars a month for a job as sensitive and tedious as teaching.

Consider it my personal kryptonite. "You said it best. No responsibilities and unemployment is a blessing. Now you're free to do whatever you want. Live it up. Travel. See the world." I almost spit out my sip of water. "With what money?" There aren't a lot of road jobs available to someone with front desk experience at a hotel. We were a fucking two diamond! Probably a diamond higher than my current accommodations, but still. "Money is always available if you're open to it."

I even had to wash Jessica's undergarments for her. Gregory came out of the den and noticed I was watching the TV. He seemed flabbergasted. "You're having your day off today?" I replied flatly, "Have you forgotten? I got fired yesterday." Gregory gave a slight nod. "You should go and look for a new job, then. Otherwise, how are we going to pay for our family's living expenses?" Jessica asked me during breakfast, "Sasha, will you be able to find a new job that also pays you more than 20 thousand dollars a month?"

I thought my job would be as a secretary, but it turned out to be an office cleaner. Well, that’s not a problem for me, because even if you earn more as a secretary or in a higher position, what matters is that I have a job, I have an income, I have a salary to look forward to at the end of the month, rather than just being a loiterer in our barangay, like someone I know. A loiter, and he’s always inviting people to drink. Crazy.

Doyin said, Doyin did the job for two months, and she left the job, Doyin was not satisfied with the monthly payment, because she has gotten used to lavish spending when she was working with Mr Moses, Doyin saw the salary as a peanut money, Doyin called Ruth, "hello Doyin" Ruth responded, how are you?" she asked, "I'm not fine" Doyin retorted, "Why are you not fine?" Ruth asked, "how Is your job?" Ruth asked, "That job Is not for, I have lots of responsibilities than wasting my time" explained, "Why did you leave the job?" Ruth asked, "The salary Is too small for my responsibility, I need a job that can give me fast cash" Doyin explained,