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brian pThought my original response was so positively word-perfect that I would just repost it (laziness had absolutely no hand in the decision making process...wink wink, nudge nudge).
Brian
I am a merchandizing guru at an industrial hardware store that sells just about every wacky widget and thingamabob there is, where guys literally spend hours spelunking down aisles with their jaws open as if they had just seen their parents procreating (spelunking is not quite the appropiate word, as the store is well lit, and frisky elderly folk are discretely directed to the nether regions of the stockroom). The English Lit/Creative Writing major may have helped me out in that last sentence, but it has had no real bearing on my career path. We do, however, sell bearings.
Not the most lucrative of jobs, but thanks to the careless handling of baseball cards by the youth of the first few decades of the last century, I can still afford this hobby (when I can keep my fascination with paper fiberboard cups under control).
...edited to indicate a more environmentally and politically correct obsession. And styrofoam is just so toxic and awful smelling when it burns.