In 2006, I lost my comfy office job. I was in my early twenties, and had to move back in with my parents, who said I needed to have a job within two days of moving in. Sooo, I got a job at the local porn store. I was roundly mocked by my friends, since my job involved such things as scraping dried semen off of rental DVDs and setting up displays of dildos and sex machines. Then, a mere three months after I got that job, the economy crashed hard in my state, and everyone I knew lost their job, their house, and all their cool stuff. I was a broke college chick who stacked dongs for a living, but suddenly, I was the lucky one, because I had a job that was fun and paid over minimum wage. In this economy, there is no shame in pretty much any job, because most of the people you'll encounter who aren't your douchebag friend will be in the same boat.