I was working on boats as a teenager, sweating like a pig during a summer job.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When you do a job like this you have to like having cold sweat on your back.
There's nothing better than working up a good sweat.
I love to sweat.
I did every job under the sun from bartending to ushering to temping.
I was the night foreman of a galvanizing factory, which is hot and smelly and dirty and miserable.
So I came home and I had a resume and everything, but the only job experience I had was just playing in bars and clubs on my summers off. So, I was temping and stuff during the day and playing music at night.
I can't actually think of a job where I was relaxed the whole time. I don't think I would want to do that job. When I break into a cold sweat when I'm reading, I think, 'Oh good. That's what's supposed to be happening.'
Actually, I didn't start sweating until I had children.
I was a handyman in an office building across from Penn Station for two entire summers while I was still in school and the summer after. I had to wear a big, gray jumpsuit kind of thing that had the name of the company in a big patch on my chest, and I was sent to fix things and didn't know what I was doing.
Even with the sun beaming down on me I'm not sweating in my mind. I'm not sweating in my heart or in my career.