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Nobody told Iain Levison that his
$40,000 English degree wouldn’t land him a
great job and might, in fact, might keep
him from getting a job at all. So, fresh
out of college, Levison works whatever job he
can get.
A Working Stiff’s Manifesto is a laugh-out-loud memoir of
one man’s struggle to pay the rent. From a fish-cutter’s job (at which the manager was
more concerned about whether or not his shirt was an oxford than whether or not he had
any fish-cutting experience) to horrifying stints in Alaska as a crab boat helper and a
fish processor to dozens of other mundane, futureless jobs, Levison’s experiences make
this book a must-read for anyone who knows what it’s like to be on the bottom and stay
there.
From enthusiastic water filter salespeople to cable wire installers
and restaurant management recruiting teams, Levison exposes corporate snow jobs
like
nothing I’ve ever read before.
The only problem with this book is that
it’s too short. It’s only 164 pages long, and I didn’t want it to end. The book is
so funny that there are places that actually made me cry.
If you like to
read memoirs, if you know what it’s like to move furniture
for a paycheck, or if you
just want a good laugh, I highly recommend this Working Stiff’s Manifesto. Just
make sure there’s somebody nearby to whom you can read parts out loud—because many of
Levison’s stories are too good to read quietly.
