Laid off in 2008 from a very good [non-photographic] job. They sent my whole dept. to Mexico. Was a good paying job but i also HAD to work 50 - 70 hrs a week.
Currently: I am a Speedway photographer but they only have 12 races a year. [pay is good, just not enough events.] I am a Race Series photographer but they only see 10 tracks/races a year. [well paid, just not enough events] I am a dishwasher in my cousins restaurant 2 days a week to pay for food and gas. I am still in the "starving artist" category.
I'm working as a christmas casual in a cheap shop in South Australia. It's decent work and I enjoy it well enough. It's endlessly thrilling. Today I showed up at work at 9am to find out my hours had been shifted and I was working tomorrow instead, since I was there they decided it'd be cool to have me work until 1pm anyway... getting onto 10am I found out I'd been wearing my shirt inside out all day. You could tell that I had gone to bed at 3am for sure.