Blog Guy, I avidly read your advice for college seniors considering careers, and it has saved me from a number of bad decisions in areas like homemade submarines, trolleybus electricity, and so on. Any new career information? You should write a book!
Thank you. This photo helps make a point that I haven’t mentioned, which fools many people. These guys are driving in a “Well of Death,” and only a foolhardy belief in centrifugal force is holding them up. Generally, you should avoid jobs at places where the phrase “of death” shows up prominently in the name.
Thus, the “Anthrax-laced Elevator of Death,” the “Fargo Wood Chipper of Death,” or even the “Cute Golden Retriever Puppy of Death,” are not career paths I currently recommend.
Stuntmen perform on their motorbikes and car on the walls of the “Well of Death” at a fair on the outskirts of Jammu November 28, 2007. REUTERS/Amit Gupta
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- Posted by KYou know, Kelli, the same career advice applies to jobs involving the “Chi_Weenies of Death”
- Posted by Robert BaslerExcuse my geography, but where is Jammu ?
- Posted by Dean MortonI’ve never seen a pothole so deep you could centrifuge race in it.
- Posted by Shawn HendricksIt’s not all that dangerous, once you understand the principals. Take the first week, when they tried painting a dashed yellow line down the center. Bad idea.
- Posted by Shawn HendricksI keep imagining the guy with his arms raised as a James Brown impressionist. “GRAVITY! UMF!!”
Also, Dean? Here you go.
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