[Exparrot]

Originally Posted by PDX_XJ

College. Summer. 2004. I was smart enough to pay rent three months in advance, but with full time classes, I had nowhere near enough time to work. My job (tech support) required commuting, so my paycheck disappeared into the gas tank and lunch. But, I still needed some entertainment for the weekend.

Solution? Selling plasma for beer money. I'd let them draw blood out of me and filter it through their machine. I'd get the red blood cells back, but was still pretty drained afterwards. They took as much as they could without killing me. But, I got paid cash, worked the "frequent donor" wheel of fortune (I won once: free movie tickets!), and skipped the OJ and cookie.

With my $40, I'd go out drinking with the guys. As a bonus, it took less booze to get hammered (blood to alcohol ratio), and I'd have money left over for breakfast at 2 am.

Pretty sure I culled the herd, so to speak.

Edit: I'll post shots of the permanent "track marks" scars in my arm later tonight, if that helps.

Ummmmm, been there, done that, have the track marks to prove it too. PDX didn't mention the most disgusting part of this process: When they put the needle in your arm, sometimes they don't anchor it nearly as well as they should. It scares the crap outta you when they're pumping your red blood cells back in and the needle's shaking in your vein.

And yes, there's nothing like a two-beer drunk after sitting on a table with a needle in your arm.

[jzmtl]

Originally Posted by marley66

yeah 'cause we all know that the cops/cia/fbi/dea sit on JF and watch for us to admit we did something illegal days/months/years ago

Hmm, yeah, remember thread on guy who posted how he got boot off his car, security had no idea to track him, till someone send them the link to that thread?

[GenericEclipse]

I sold my girlfriends collection of purses and shoes she refused to wear on...where else?.....ebay.

[PDX_XJ]

Originally Posted by Exparrot

Ummmmm, been there, done that, have the track marks to prove it too. PDX didn't mention the most disgusting part of this process: When they put the needle in your arm, sometimes they don't anchor it nearly as well as they should. It scares the crap outta you when they're pumping your red blood cells back in and the needle's shaking in your vein.

And yes, there's nothing like a two-beer drunk after sitting on a table with a needle in your arm.

I also failed to mention the time that needle #2 (the one where blood goes back in) didn't hit the vein, and when they pumped it back in, I got a baseball-sized bubble of blood under my skin before they realized it... and my whole arm turned bruise black. Good times.

[TJ_Junkie]

Back in College, I went to work for a temp agency. At the time I didn't rally have any "real skills" outside of working at a pizza joint. I made it three days cleaning the kill floor at a Swaggerty Sausage factory. I used a squeegee and a hose and moved blood and pig insides into a drainage trench. Worst three days of my life.


The things we all do for beer money in college.

[Rob99]

Originally Posted by Bhelliom

Careful.. we're watching you with the secret transmitters placed in the 30 million specical edition coins that were printed.... Just in case some of them happened to fall into the hands of US defense contractors.

I read about that this morning.

[Grape Ape]

PDX_XJ selling plasma to buy beer was a good one. I have ya beat though. I sold plasma to buy food.

1996 still in the Navy and was at school in MS. My wife and kids were in CA. I had comrats. I couldn't eat at the galley. I had almost no money, all of it was going home to the wife and kids. Luckily I was staying at the barracks, so I had a place to live. I was selling plasma to buy groceries and pay for gas to get back and forth to school. I was living off of ramen noodles with treet meat cut up in it.

On the weekends I would go to another guys house who was in the same class and helped him dig out an area for his driveway. I told him I did it just to help him out and give me something to do on the weekend, as I knew he couldn't afford to pay me. Really I was helping because his wife made us sandwiches for lunch and I got a good hot meal for supper. So the weekends were actually pretty good.

[Neener Neener]

Does stealing newspaper machines and ripping them open to get the quarters out count? The crappy part of that was that when we split it 2 ways, we only got about $4 a machine. Ah, the stupidity of youth......

[Rob99]

Originally Posted by Neener Neener

Does stealing newspaper machines and ripping them open to get the quarters out count? The crappy part of that was that when we split it 2 ways, we only got about $4 a machine. Ah, the stupidity of youth......

That's classy. Why didn't you just rob little old ladies?

[Neener Neener]

Originally Posted by Rob99

That's classy. Why didn't you just rob little old ladies?

we had to work our way up to those.......

[Grandpa Jeeper]

I once worked 8 hours a day at a job.

I know crazy to make money but it paid the bills.

[Rob99]

Originally Posted by Grandpa Jeeper

I once worked 8 hours a day at a job.

I know crazy to make money but it paid the bills.

Wait....I don't get it When did you sell your bodily fluids?

[Exparrot]

From the movie "Dodgeball..."

Owen: We could sell blood and semen.

[silence]

Well, not mixed together!

[jeeptillidie]

During the early part of 2002 I was in school in Nashville and had a job bartending to help pay my expenses. My trick for making extra money was when girls or unsuspecting guys would come to the bar and ask for mixed drinks I would make the drink with a very tiny amount of alcohol and basically fill the remaining room of the straw up with alcohol. I probably used a third of a shot per drink but when the person tasted that first drink they never noticed because the drink tasted so strong from the pure liquor sitting in the top of the straw. It was always best to do this with vodka or rum since they always seemed to sell the best among that crowd. Since the amount of liquor in a bottle is rated at a certain number of shots it all pretty much had to be accounted for so usually I could get 3 times the amount of drinks out of one bottle and would just keep the cash from the remaining sales. Dirty I know but I had bills to pay.

[Ski01xj]

Last year at school they built this really horrendous lounge thing at the bottom of my dorm building. Me and my roommate were really tight so we hung out at night and used the arcade length pool table which was uneven (does not make for a challenging game of pool). They offered us free coffee and free snacks both in moderation

You could get like 5 bagel bites, 4 taquitos, one of those 1/4 size bags of popcorn, you get the idea. They had about 8 different things to chose from and you got a little bit of whatever microwave treat they had in stock. You got a small amount of whatever they had, for free, once or twice a night.

So since we only lived one floor above the place we would drink up in our room. We'd go back downstairs and shoot some drunken pool.

One night after drinking, having NO money between either one of us, no late night places in town or within miles, and no food of our own, we came up with a plan.

We would crack one of the sliding windows at ground level just before the place would close around 2am. The blinds covered up the cracked window and there were no screens.

We'd go back up and drink for a while. Then around 3:30-4am we'd wait for security (some old guy in an explorer) to make his rounds. Then we'd go outside the building and slide the window open and just hop inside. They never locked the room the ice chest was in, so this was like fishing with dynamite. We stole backpacks full of hot pockets, bagel bites, taquitos, discount store soda, popcorn. Basically if you can microwave it or drink it, we'd steal it.

This went on for several weeks. They never took inventory of their stuff and since it was free they had no way of figuring out what got eaten the night before or what didn't. So when they were missing 15 boxes of food no one would ask any questions. They figured the person working the counter just made a lot of foods.

We would stuff a 1.7 cu/ft fridge full of frozen food and crank it up so they were [i]mostly[/] frozen.

Not sure how to prove it. If you want I'll give you the zip code of my schools town and you can locate the nearest McDonalds, Wal-mart, whatever you want. There was literally, nothing in the town. We had main street pizza, western ave pizza, pops, and a mobile station. All closed at or before 11pm. Our cafe was open till 10 and held about 200 students and served piss poor food.

Say what you will about our stealing food that was already free, but when you consider we were paying 34k a year and didn't even have one avenue for food after 10pm on campus, that was our justification. There was just nothing.