I know we've had threads before with what jobs we do, etc. With people posting their job titles.
But what are you actually meant to be doing all day?

Now my ARRSE is open all day (don't get excited Jarrod) on my computer in work.
And there are certain posters, who post very frequently during the day, Smudge/PrinceAlbert I'm looking at you here.
Unless everyone works nights and can cope on 2 hours sleep, most of us are at work whilst we post. I know there are a few posters who live overseas (fucking splitters) and time differences come into play, but not that many.
So what are we meant to be doing?

I work for a manufacturing company for the building trade. Occasionally going to site, but mostly office based speaking to twats on the 'phone. 95% of my work is done on the computer so I flick back and for between ARRSE and work related stuff. Sometimes I miss interesting threads due to how busy work wise I am, but generally I see most threads.


If this thread is bone, MODs please bin.
Today is a quiet day in work obviously.

Originally Posted by Miner

I work for a manufacturing company for the building trade. Occasionally going to site, but mostly office based speaking to twats on the 'phone. 95% of my work is done on the computer so I flick back and for between ARRSE and work related stuff.

Hi Kev. You're fucking sacked.

I'm self employed, working with digital media. I work from home, My PC is permanently on, as is my kettle, should anyone wish to pop in for a brew.

I should be chasing invoices today, but it's West Cork, and time has no relevance to the rest of the world here, so its a bit of a pointless exercise.

Surfing Arrse and posting funny and witty remarks. The rest of the time I look after a company IT infrastructure.

Originally Posted by Arte_et_Marte

I'm self employed, working with digital media.

So dossing about watching daytime TV and spamming Twitter with whatever is trending? Call that a job? Pah. I am a vicar. Thats a proper job. We get murdered on a regular basis by bug-eyed loons. Proper front line. Not mincing about on digital media like you. I bet you work for Princess Productions. I must away and see to the flowers in the Vestry, but I shall be back.

I'm supposed to be running a gun factory and project managing around 100 bespoke orders.

Luckily, the first thing I did when I started here, is put in a sound organisational and planning structure, meaning that other people do most of my job for me now, apart from the odd meeting, where I have to give the nod on certain things, I don't have to do very much to keep things ticking over. The place generally runs itself.

I occasionally get up from my chair and venture out onto the factory floor, asking the chaps if mail is getting through etc. Sometimes the clipboard comes out if I really want to look busy. Every so often I have the inconvenience of dealing with visitors, but I usually slope them off to one of the lads.

I'm particularly lucky in that my work is generally split between three sites, the factory, our shop and the range. This opens up many possibilities for mega skiving. If I'm not at my desk, it's generally assumed that I'm at one of the other places and vice versa. At least once a week, I'll just take the afternoon off because I can. No one tends to notice.

My usual day involves rocking up to the factory when I can be bothered, I often have 'important telephone meetings' in my car which mean I sometimes don't get in until 1030.

Then the storeman brings me a brew and I log on to here, check my emails and facebook etc. If I'm unlucky I'll have to reply to a few of the emails, but usually I just write something like this: ''Mark has recently taken ownership of this aspect of the project, you should contact him regarding this matter.''

I'll then smash in a quick lap of the factory, chat to everyone, have another brew. If I remember, I'll warn Mark that I've just stitched him up and that he now has a meeting with the IT department on Friday afternoon.

Then I phone the Chairman and tell him how busy I am and give him a rundown on things. This keeps him off my back for the rest of the day.

That usually brings me to lunchtime which invariably involves a pub sesh.

After that I go 'testing' if the weather is good and spend the rest of the day shooting, I'll usually take one of the less throbbing apprentices, or if there is a new pretty girl working at the shop, I'll take her on a 'taster session.'

We spend the afternoon, drinking coffee, chatting shit and blasting clays (and any seagull that is foolish enough to pass overhead) out of the sky.

That's pretty much it. I love my job.

I'm an IT Programme Manager and work from home.

In between wiping arses, stroking the egos of techies and dealing with endless escalations I post witty insight and share my supreme intellect to those bored with porn on t'web

Work in a secondry school. Should really be paying more attention to the year 7 class i have in front of me right now.

Classified, can't tell.

Originally Posted by Ravers

If I remember, I'll warn Mark that I've just stitched him up and that he now has a meeting with the IT department on Friday afternoon.

What I love most about this move, is Mark giving it "Oh yes. He was my mentor and always stretched my abilities (etc)" then ten years later at some fucking do, Mark will look at you sideways and go "You cunt".

Welcome to the working world, Mark.