Writer's Block: Clock Punching
Aug. 29th, 2009 03:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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My first job was in an industrial laundry, feeding either a "spreader" (a gizmo designed to take wet, crumpled sheets and open them up so that they could be fed into the ironer) or the "ironer" itself (another huge machine, probably about 20 feet long and very, VERY hot that literally pressed wet items between super-heavy rollers filled with steam.) My dad was the mechanic there, and got it for me when I was 17 as a summer job. It was hot work, mind-numbing - but it was a paycheck.
My first job was in an industrial laundry, feeding either a "spreader" (a gizmo designed to take wet, crumpled sheets and open them up so that they could be fed into the ironer) or the "ironer" itself (another huge machine, probably about 20 feet long and very, VERY hot that literally pressed wet items between super-heavy rollers filled with steam.) My dad was the mechanic there, and got it for me when I was 17 as a summer job. It was hot work, mind-numbing - but it was a paycheck.
