home brew, page-8

The smell of hops will bring back some memories

When I was at uni, my summer job was working in a hop processing plant. Basically, the vines came in at one end and dried hops went out the other end. My job was to stand at a conveyor belt and pick out bits of string (from vines) or whole hop vines that had fallen down.

Most soul destroying job I have ever done. Looked forward to my morning tea break, then lunch, then afternoon tea break, then home. And whole time to the weekend.

Made be realise why workers in crappy jobs so often get worked up when their tea breaks get cancelled by management.