The (wonderful?) world of data entry

Yesterday I became a bag lady in New York City. Well, not really. I was carrying a big brown paper shopping bag in New York City. In it were a significant number of surveys from PETA enthusiasts expressing their love for little woodland creatures and the wonderful-ness of the people in PETA.

My mission is to type the names and addresses of these misguided souls (most of them fixed income seniors living in Florida) into a database so that they can be sent more twisted propaganda from this radical organization. Now, don't get me wrong - I like animals too (as you can tell from the fur piled from wall to ceiling in my apartment from my zoo.) BUT the people in PETA are just a little bit over the top. Oh, well. They were wacky enough to fill out the survey. Let the mailings commence!

Now, compared to all the other side jobs one can work, this deal is pretty sweet. I sit in front of my computer and type fast. I'm good at that. Only problem is that it takes 1,000 entries to make a meager $36. After roughly 4 1/2 hours of typing, I have completed a whopping 707 entries.

So, it's not a get rich quick scheme, but hey, money is money... Maybe I'll get faster...