I remember being hired straight outa a technical college as a keypunch operator because I was the fastest in the class, in my mid 20's. To a company called "World Changers". Supposedly a donation for poor children in the world. I remember a room full of women opening envelopes with donations and I typed in the names and amounts on a keyp…
I remember being hired straight outa a technical college as a keypunch operator because I was the fastest in the class, in my mid 20's. To a company called "World Changers". Supposedly a donation for poor children in the world. I remember a room full of women opening envelopes with donations and I typed in the names and amounts on a keypunch machine (before computers). I also remember the bathroom (many stalls) being extraordinarily Dark!!! So weird! And there were always men "technicians" coming to "correct" the machine for supposed "mistakes" in amounts donated lol. So after I left, I heard they were shut down for corruption. It was a money laundering operation. 10 , 20 up to hundreds of dollars at a time, being key punched by me lol. I just felt a wierd presence the whole time, looking back. Mafia I'm sure. But it was 10 grueling hours of being a robotic typist and at the end of the day, my mind was jelly. In my 20's!
I remember being hired straight outa a technical college as a keypunch operator because I was the fastest in the class, in my mid 20's. To a company called "World Changers". Supposedly a donation for poor children in the world. I remember a room full of women opening envelopes with donations and I typed in the names and amounts on a keypunch machine (before computers). I also remember the bathroom (many stalls) being extraordinarily Dark!!! So weird! And there were always men "technicians" coming to "correct" the machine for supposed "mistakes" in amounts donated lol. So after I left, I heard they were shut down for corruption. It was a money laundering operation. 10 , 20 up to hundreds of dollars at a time, being key punched by me lol. I just felt a wierd presence the whole time, looking back. Mafia I'm sure. But it was 10 grueling hours of being a robotic typist and at the end of the day, my mind was jelly. In my 20's!
Friends of Hillary, no doubt.