Ok, I have been working for about as long as I can remember. Sometimes, most of the time, I had more than one job or practiced different trades simultaneously. So if the timeline doesn’t add up just realize some of these experiences overlapped, I am a great multi-tasker…
First Job I would have to say was Horseshoeing with grandpa. Since before I was in school grandpa would load me in the pickup and we would travel from place to place and shoe horses for people of all types. Klamath Indian Ranchers, Modoc Ranchers, Irish Ranchers, English Ranchers, people from Southern California, Dentists and Doctors. All over up and down, if it was a horse my grandpa was tacking shoes on its feet, fixing its teeth, riding it, or cutting its balls off. My first job was officially Grandpa’s little helper. I rode a million miles in his old red ford truck…
not my grandpa
I couldn't help it
Now you must realize I rode with grandpa for most of the time until I was eighteen. But when I turned thirteen I went to work in the fields. Alfalfa fields to be exact, that is what cows and horses love, alfalfa hay and pellets. I was what some would call a hydro-technician, others would say farmer and some would even say, child labor.
again not me...
Then when I was fifteen I started a work experience project in high-school and the job I landed, working in a Leather Shop. If you haven’t guessed cowboys are a big part of my life. Where do you think cowboys get all of that cool shit they use saddles, bridles, chaps and chinks? All of these things are made directly from the skin of a dead cow. The guy who fashions these hides into cowboy fashions are Leather Workers. Hence my third job.
tools of the trade
Around 16 for some reason in an attempt to get a ‘real’ job I landed this doosy..
I wasn't a checker, but have you ever tried to find a Box Boy picture using google?
Next around the age of 17 I landed a job as a mobile butcher. Examining my life you could see how this is a logical progression for me. I did this job off and on for the next four years. But again I multi-tasked, during this same period of life I worked as the following..
not me, but this guy could be my old boss a clone at least
I didn't start this until I was 18. My first fire was the Simnasho fire 1996
again not me, but I did work the TGIF's, Bennigan's, and Casa Reynoso
The period of my life from 18 to 22 or 23, I held a bunch of Jobs. I worked in a Mall managing a Halloween Store, Calender Store and even a Skooter Store.
I was pretty much this badass
I think I went through so many jobs because I was learning more and more about things like this
Yes bad drugs. holding down a job and habit, just don't work out.
So pretty much around 23 or 24 I crashed only momentarily pulling my head out of my ass long enough to go on this adventure…
Don't know what this is? Here is what it looked like before it blew up in our atmosphere..
Yes the space shuttle recovery, I did that.
Now this is the point I totally crashed. I ended up on the streets of Portland and my Job Resume expanded greatly to include the following
panhandler
drug dealer, this is what i carried in one coat pocket bitch!
and finally a Male Stripper, again all pretty much overlapping
Then by the mercy of the flying spaghetti monster I managed to somehow realize drugs were real bad for any future besides decay and death. So I escaped to a secluded ranch and penned an entire novel.
a drug enduced account of the previously mentioned period of time
Then I started Crabbing for a living. On the Pacific Ocean…. I did this until about 28 years old…
I wore this exact outfit and some of our crab pots were that crappy
After I got tired of proving how totally awesome I can be on the Pacific Ocean I decided to become…
Holy moly this is actually me!
And now, life has brought me full circle, because now Tejun is doing what?
The Logo for Tejun Fowler Horseshoeing... ah yeah
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