I work in a cardboard factory now.
'Surely not!' You exclaim, 'For is there not anything so stereotypically dull as a box factory?'
'No!' I reply to your imaginary conversation. I work in a *cardboard* factory, we make the stuff that goes to box factories. On wild, windswept nights I lie awake and dare to dream of the hubris of working in a box factory. During my short time there I have learned many things about cardboard:
* Cardboard dust is explosive, you can use it to make low grade fireworks. You do not smoke in any sort of paper factory, or use anything that could spark.
* Cardboard glue is made of corn, yet get it on your skin and a day later your skin comes off.
* Cardboard is... card board. The usual 'box stuff' is corrugated cardboard which has to be made separate.
* Due to high turnover from injury and poor workers you can walk right in and ask for a job, and probably get one. even if you're a woman, getting evicted, without a CV or all three.
Computer access remains spotty, further updates as events warrant. (Also, holy crud, 10K deviations to sort through...)