The Worst (Fictional) Jobs in Literature

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Every week in a competition of wits The New Yorker asks a question of the Twitter-verse. Its most recent contest asked followers to reply to the question, “What’s the worst job in literature?

Although James Joyce’s proofreader appeared several times in the list, most tweeters stuck to the fictional theme. In the end the job The NY found worse than Hamlet’s motivational coach and Jay Gatsby’s poolboy was the winning entry “Narcissus’ girlfriend.” There were, however, so many gems within the bunch that we had to round up a Top Ten for you.

Think your job’s unbearable? Check out the hilarious responses below:

1. Captain Hook’s harpsichord key repairman

Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie

2. The reception committee for Godot

Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett

3. The chiropractor of Notre-Dame

The Hunchback of Notre-Dame by Victor Hugo

4. Gregor Samsa’s exterminator

“The Metamorphosis” by Franz Kafka

5. Public relations…

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The First Post

I’m new to blogging, but even with my limited knowledge of this tiny microcosm of the Internet, I can guarantee that there are many-a blog-themed clichés floating around like parasites, infecting the minds of potentially bright individuals and transforming them into pathetic, self-taken picture posers with a head tilted at a 45 degree angle to show their neck and arouse the opposite sex, much in the same way as what happens in the ‘Twilight’ saga, however few would admit to this.

My brilliant mind can already picture one of the clichés which would fit into ‘The First Post’, and I imagine it would go as follows:

‘Hey, it’s me, just a care-free, gig-loving teenager living life to its fullest’.

Dare I say it? Dare I say I’m reasonably close to the social protocol that usually occurs at this juncture? I have. And I’m right.

Piss off.