I love being alone. Actually, I love quiet more than anything else. And while it might sound surprising to some that in a city like New York, you can actually find both pretty easily—you just have to know where to look. See: Time Out New York’s latest issue, “Need To Be Alone?”
The same quiet and solitude can also be had at the “office.” It just depends on the kind of job you take. So, in addition to giving NYers the low down on where to go for that precious you-time, TONY spoke to four people who have pretty lonely gigs. But they like it like that. What I especially love about the Joes profiled is that they are all working outside the cube. And anyone who knows me knows that I am totally, 100% anti-cube.
A mortician, a window washer, an overnight doorman, and an overnight DJ spilled the beans about their work to TONY writer Kate Lowenstein. My personal faves are the window washer dude and the mortician—what wild jobs!
Here’s part of Duane—the mortician—Brown’s interview:
How long have you been working with the deceased?
What does working with a dead body consist of, exactly?
I clean and embalm it, and dress it for viewing. This includes removing all germs and putting the body in a state where it will be preserved through the time of the viewing. It can take anywhere from 45 minutes to two and a half hours, depending on the condition of the body and how the person died.
You can read the rest of his interview here.
And part of Tom—window washer dude—Bulawa’s interview:
Why do you choose to work alone?
It’s nice to be by yourself—that way you can concentrate on what you’re doing. You’re dealing with heights, and you don’t want to drop anything. You have to keep track of all your equipment. If a squeegee slips out of your hands at that height, you could injure someone pretty good.
Speaking of sights: Ever look into the window you’re cleaning and see anything…unusual?
Every once in a while you see something you don’t expect. I’ve seen people chasing each other through an apartment. Manhattan can be pretty strange.
Only once in six years.
Wow, I’m kind of disappointed to hear that. Ever catch anyone in the act?
No, no—not yet.