Day 19 — Legit Jobs on Craigslist

I’m back in job-hunting mode now that I’ve finished a small freelance assignment. Freelancing in today’s market brings chump change. It’s not a time to start if you don’t have an established clientele. Nonetheless, I appreciate the extra few hundred dollars I earn each month, which I’m considering not reporting because the amount is so small.

My freelance jobs are pedantic; nothing rocks my boat. I’m expected to produce quality work—no cutting corners when it comes to writing and editing. People expect perfection. I suppose I could find other jobs to putty over the unpaid bills. To do that, I turn to craigslist. You might ask, and rightfully so, can you find a legit job on craigslist?

I almost did, and it was for six figures. My response to the job posting landed me an in-person interview. But the company decided not to pursue me. Frankly, I wasn’t crazy about the topic matter, but I wouldn’t have turned down the job.

The jobs I typically search for on craigslist are what I call one-ups. In other words, someone needs somebody to do a specific task, often for a day, and then you’re done. In San Francisco, for example, the Hair Whisperers Lice Removal service was looking for a “nitpicker,” which means you pick lice and eggs from people infected with lice.

Qualified candidates needed to have a valid driver’s license, great close-up eyesight, feel comfortable going into people’s homes, be personable, good with children, and extremely detailed oriented. Pay: $50 an hour.

Then there is budding entrepreneur Christopher Duett, a.k.a. Twig. I don’t know if you’ve seen the “Above the Influence” anti-pot smoking ads on TV that show drugged-out teens behaving badly and doing stupid and mean things to each other, like drawing on a teenager’s face and sticking French fries up his nostrils. But the ad agency should have contacted Twig for a bit part. He’s the real thing, only he’s not letting the tattoos inked all over his faced stop him from renting himself out for $25 a date to other teens who want to get their parents to stop bugging them about smoking pot or asking for money.

My all-time favorite is the guy in Alaska who needed someone to remove a dead moose from his yard. The homeowner called the Department of Fish and Game to come and get it, but the department said mooses, the natural resources that they are, belong to everybody, and wherever they fall dead become the property of whosever land they die on.

The homeowner, who was eager to dispense of the moose before the bears arrived to eat it, said in his posting, “I don’t need all the animal rights folks calling me. It’s dead, and according to Fish and Game, it’s got no more rights.” He suggested that the carcass could be ground up and used for dog food. Pay: one free dead moose.

In DC, see event gigs on craigslist for those once-in-a-lifetime opportunities.

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