Thread: What strange things did you have to do in your line of work?

Originally Posted by NavyDiver

The large open room did not have any discretion which did not matter as the the girls did not mind barring all. I was 17 years old and honestly trying to look else where but no matter which way I turned there was undressed or partly dressed models. They kindly took me out for a drink to settle my nerves after the show was over. Nice ladies said my gun was impressive.

Did you get to fire any rounds off after drinks

Many years ago, about 1980, my wife did underwear modelling with a few other girls, I went along a couple of times, very educational.
She was also a receptionist for a couple of prostitutes for a short time.
She did move in strange circles back then.
Jonesfam

Originally Posted by NavyDiver

you guys are giving flash backs One more - Security guard in my spare time while not on ships at HMAS Watson ( Sydney South Heads). I brought a Nice BMW Bike with the spare cash the night job gave me in 6 months
(K100 RS)

One night asked to secure some very big diamonds being shown by a jewellery shop. The Models wore them and clothes. I was armed with the job in the change room

The Models did not mind me and got changed frequently then loaded up the diamonds before coming back and changing again for three hours.

The large open room did not have any discretion which did not matter as the the girls did not mind barring all. I was 17 years old and honestly trying to look else where but no matter which way I turned there was undressed or partly dressed models. They kindly took me out for a drink to settle my nerves after the show was over. Nice ladies said my gun was impressive.

I did have a M16 shoved in my ribs by corrupt dock yard security in Bangkok but that's another yarn

Security guard at 17 years old?
Hmmm,
Have to be 18 I thought.

Mike.

Originally Posted by 90@

Security guard at 17 years old?
Hmmm,
Have to be 18 I thought.

Mike.

Might have been 19 but I felt like a kid in a candy shop
NSW is a funny place. I turned 18 in America with a beer or two. Legal drinking age is 21! Told a nice barman about that once we got back to Australia, He looked a bit funny when he worked out he had been serving me for a few years when he said a belated happy 18th birthday to me.
While on age things. Military Driving licence held since 17, I had a civilian motorbike but not car licence! I drove myself for my driving test in Five Dock when 20. I failed as the tester was unhappy I drove . I drove to Vic and got a full Civilian car/bike licence. Never had a P plates for a car. Never had a NSW firearms licence for that matter. I assume/hope the pistol the security company got me to carry was covered by the security licence which interestingly did not need any training or testing to get in 1984! Just checked my maths. I was 17. Perhaps the security company slipped on my birth date. "Sydney Night Patrol" was based in Burwood had many other navy and military people moonlighting who had got me the job.

Originally Posted by jx2mad

Parramatta prison was a lousy place to fix phones. After being signed in at the front gate you had to walk, unescorted, across the yard where the prisoners were to the admin building in the centre of the prison. Believe me the eyes were spinning in all directions during the walk, because you carried your tools with you. Screwdriver, pliers etc

I will go along with that,we have been doing contract work in all the jails in SEQ for over 20yrs,seen too many things to type here.

What i will say,though,is every high school student should have an organised visit to see what it is really like in those centres.

I used to also do a lot of repairs in domestic houses,some of the things you saw were amazing.

I was called a couple of times to a local nudist colony,that has since been closed down.The first time i went there they didn't say what the place was,so it sure was a surprise.

A similar story to Navy Diver

It's Friday afternoon twenty years in a large pub in the far western reaches of Sydney and the refrigeration goes down.
The manager is in a panic.
To get to the plant room from the loading dock you needed to go past the managers office and through the liquor store room.

I'm a little preoccupied replacing the compressor and one of my trips back to the truck for some gear I walk into six gorgeous young girls in various stages of undress outside the managers office, ranging from topless to fully nude.
I didn't know where to look, must've gone bright red (or rusty in my tinted case)
"Please excuse me" as I walked through looking at the ground, so they all started to offer to help and carry things for me, playing "lets make the fridgy looked really embarrassed"
I had to go back and forwards a few times, much to their amusement.
I'd forgotten they had Friday afternoon strippers, I glanced out into the bar on one trip, the pub was packed !


Around the same time I also had the front door keys to one of the local brothels located in a mall.
To get to the air conditioning plant room I needed to go through their reception area, hence needing the key.
If the girls were quiet they'd often make me a cuppa and insist I sit and have morning tea with them. The look on blokes faces as you walked in and past as they waited was priceless.
The girls in there also delighted in telling me stories to embarrass me.
It was on the third floor of that building, the shop immediately below it was a sex shop, and the one under a bed shop.
I never asked the real estate agent if he'd leased them like that deliberately !

I've never worked in a goal, the scariest place I've spent time was the psych wing of a major hospital.
I should've realised things were a little different inside just walking through the remotely locked, air locked double doors, but having psychotic people run up and leer and scream in your face is a touch unsettling.
The hospital engineers had warned me, and given me the option of not doing the work as none of them wanted to go near the place but until you've been inside you don't quite realise......

Have had to do collections at the local (now closing down) ward for violent mentally ill offenders.
Nothing like starting your 2nd week and being told to keep your hands fisted less you get your fingers bitten off, or that the nice lady has tried to kill carers previously.

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Another embarrassing moment was when I knocked on the door of a unit in a retirement, only to be met by a lady in her 80's without a stitch of clothing on. She just stood there and said " I see you are from the phone co. and I am expecting someone. Just a moment and I will put a robe on". I mean... where do you look>>> Admittedly I was around 28 with two children... but.
She left me red faced and laughed about it to the nurse who came in to bath her.