I currently plan to be a sucessful forensic scientist and I plan to be able to support myself especially with a little help from turking. Everyday I have the support of my family and my dog which is very comforting in these tough times. I still like to travel a lot, I love seeing new places and broadening my horizons. When I travel I try to be a bit more outgoing because I meet so many new people but once I get back home, I’m back to my usual person, who plans to be shy in their comfort zone. After all, what more can I do to cause more changes? Everyday for me is work, surveys, turking, taking care of chores and the occasional relaxation but my daily life schedule remains the same each day. You would think that I lived the same day every single day because there is little difference between the days.

Writing a memoir, now there is an interesting task. Now that I am sliding down the other side of fifty, I suppose I should have something to say. My life has been, if nothing else, interesting. I have spent a very large part of my life on one side of a hospital bed or another. My profession, till I became too disabled to work was bedside nursing. One might think that an odd choice for someone who spends as much time as I do as a patient. Alas, I have found that it is only in the hospital setting that my sense of humor is really appreciated. If you remember the type of humor heard in the movie “Mash” (I suppose that is only for those of you old enough to remember), that would be my style of humor. It usually doesn’t go over very well at weddings, dinner parties, or Bar Mitzva’s! Spouses, friends (unless they are nurses), and your basic stranger on the street typically see little to laugh about in the midst of illness, blood, and gore. Those of us who must deal with these things on a daily basis usually find humor a very good tool to keep up the positive attitude required to persevere and continue on. Turk on my friends!!!

I am a 70-year-old retired public relations executive, just looking for some fun things to do in my spare time. In addition to Mechanical Turk , I have begun to do stand up comedy in local Chicago-area clubs. I focus on the problems and tribulations of older people, including psychological, emotional, physical and sexual changes that come about with advancing age. I’ve been a Mechanical Turk for just a short time and enjoy the time I spend in front of my computer completing worthwhile tasks instead of net surfing aimlessly and bothering friends and family (who have better things to do, like working) with my inane emails and Face Book, My Space, and Twitter entries. As for the comedy, I’m having fun pointing out obvious facts (obvious to older folks). For example, aging men usually develop an enlarged prostate, one of the main problems that doctors keep an eye on. This involves the somewhat embarrassing procedure called the digital rectal exam. People of advanced age also suffer from lapses in short-term memory, leading them to forget what they are doing and if they have recently had a digital rectal exam. Aging people also have problems with their eyesight. They are frequently involved in minor car accidents because their sense of depth perception is shot. They back into things frequently. This is why you see old people at car repair shops frequently. They also lose their hearing, causing the people around them to repeat themselves endlessly. “Huh?” is one of the major questions asked by older people. Younger people are annoyed by this. Old folks frequently misplace their hearing aids and glasses, another annoyance to their loved ones. Older people also have problems making sexual connections because they frequently have had parts like knees, hips and shoulders replaced. This makes for awkward and sometimes painful sexual contact, which often puts a damper on the amours. I have given up all of my vices and still feel terrible in the morning, so I’ve decided to start up again with the drinking and smoking and chasing young women. I know I can do the two former things with no problem, but the young women often eluded me in the past and will probably continue to do so from here on out, but with more ease than before. So my advice to older people is that instead of dwelling on the infirmities, looking for your glasses and hearing aids, and trying to devise ways to have sex without hurting yourself or your partner (if you have one), get onto Mechanical Turk (MT) and earn cash to supplement your meager Social Security and retirement income. It takes a while to understand the assignment and the tricks of the trade, but once you get it, you’ll start earning money in the time you would spend wondering where you are and what you should be doing next. The time I spend as a Mechanical Turk pays me for noodling around just as I would be doing otherwise but with no compensation whatever

A few days ago I was watching a TV show that mentioned making money doing small tasks online. Intriguing, I thought. A quick google search later and here I am, a mechanical turk. I wasn’t expecting to make much as a mechanical turk so I wasn’t discouraged by the 5 cent jobs my husband scoffed at. For me, I’m enjoying the gratification that I can spend some time on the internet, which I enjoy doing as a way to wind down after a hectic day and that the time I spend there be of use to someone who can’t spare the time to do these small tasks. Of course it doesn’t hurt to be rewarded for it as well. My husband can’t complain that I am wasting my time on the computer anymore. As they say, every little bit helps and I am a true believer in that. Especially since I’m only 4 months away from baby number 2. I remember feeling rather lonely and alienated during my first maternity leave. While everyone I knew was at work, I was at home with baby and when all my friends were meeting up for drinks, I was happy to just soak in the tub for a little while. Although it is lots of fun to play with baby, the truth is baby sleeps most of the day and mommy is left with nothing to do. That may have been so last time but even with my eldest in school next year, I will have something to do while baby is napping. I’m a Mechanical Turk so I will do something useful in my spare time! I’m definitely looking forward to that.

What you need to know about working for Mechanical Turk is that attracts foolish, insufferable idiots such as myself who are overeducated night owls suffering from the desire to make a pittance for our work efforts. Perhaps the word ‘pittance’ has to generous a sentiment for the truly abusive amount of money some of the hits offer turks, and I should find another word that’s more suitable. But I won’t, and will spend my time complaining to you, dear reader, instead. Are you a turk too? Why on earth you would be reading this if you weren’t is beyond my comprehension, but then again, making any kind of money for work that I do also beyond my ability. Being a turk is somewhat of an externalized affirmation of depressed self-worth if not self-loathing, and it consumes time that could easily be spent on endeavors that promise actual financial reward. However, turks can remain compulsively at the keyboard, eyes fixed on the screen, and all nods to normative social behaviors and interactions can fall by the wayside with the ready response, ‘Sorry, I can’t make it to the party, I’m working.’ On the upside, where else can you earn a penny every 90 seconds and eat ice cream while doing it? Oh wait- don’t tell me, I don’t want to know about those jobs. I’ll just excuse myself now if you don’t mind and return to drawing boxes around animals or dots on a map, and if lucky, I might be able to trade my effort for a Kindle in about four thousand years.

OK HI I’m a anonymous turker ha,ha, anyhow I have a story now I’m going to tell, I was looking for a real home business opportunity and the whole ebay thing was just not doing it for me. So i happened upon a tv show talking about another website similar to this and I tried it however, this said website would not let me transfer any funds till I reached a minimum of 50.00 usd. Needless to say I soon realized that doing there jobs at a usual rate of .01 to .02 cents a pop, I was not a happy camper, and did a web search engine search for sites similar to so and so dot com and Amazon M.T. came up. I read a few ehows and decided I’d take the risk of it being a scam, and to my delight it’s legit! The major reason I see my self sticking to this place is the Hits human intelligence tasks are more interesting then another site I used to work at I’m having a blast here and hope fully I can keep turking on for a long time to come.Would I suggest this to my friends I’m torn about this I want to cause there my friends but will I loss out on some of the premo hits ha ha, just joking. I’m trying to convince them to try it.Who is this site for?Self motivated people that want to enrich them selves with many different work experiences.

It had been days since I had seen him, but I could feel his eyes examining my worth. Yes, this does seem as if it is a sentence out of “Twilight,” unfortunately, this story has nothing to do with love, but a man I hate seeing every Friday. Working at Wal-Mart you get a variety of customers, but they day I met John I decided he was the only one of his type. John was quite strange, not only did he imply the word sweetie too much to our conversation, but act as if he had multiple personalities. The first time I waited on him he was definitely quite strange. John was “over-the-top” nice, sort of like the person who just took on a job in customer service, but yet there was a controlling demeanor in his eyes. I did not pay attention to it at first, but the next week it was very strange. He refused to enter any other line to check out besides mine. He would call me sweetie, until my head burst out of anger. Once he noticed that I hated him calling me sweetie, he flipped totally opposing my service. Of course I was happy about this; I wanted to push him off on someone else. He freaked me out! Over a month later he came through my line acting in total hatred. Rearranging the items I bagged, throwing his money at me, and acting as if prices were wrong on the shelves. These actions continued for about a month. The last time I waited on John, he had returned to calling me sweetie. When the fourth sweetie came out his mouth I went ballistic. I through my hands up in the air, and refused service. I repeatedly told John to never come through my line, and I was never his sweetie nor was I going to be. After this explosion I felt better, and John never returned to my line. However, I continue to look for his disappointing face and his crazy personality to

I grew up in a very small town where everyone knew your name. I was very shy and did not like to be in the spot light. I managed to suffer through most of school. I met a guy and ended up pregnant when I was 17. I was in the 11th grade. We got married the next summer. I began my senior year a wife, and by Christmas I was a mother. Of course this didn’t work out. I was divorced when I was 18. Being stupid, I married again at 19. I was the mother of 3 by when I was 22 years old. I worked in restaurants when I was a young adult; usually as a manager. I decided to leave that line of work due to the fact that my husband was too insecure to handle me working in that atmosphere. I then went into sales. I found a job selling ads for a magazine. I worked my way up in that company until I was the circulation manager. I finally left my miserable 2nd husband, and married the love of my life. I am now a business owner, who works part time to make ends meet.

Princess was my beautiful companionship During several years I felt lonely and moody. It was then when I decided to find a companionship.It was then when Princess moved in. We were made for each other. We loved each other. We share many experiences together. Several years later, I decided to go work in another state. But she was not allowed to travel with me.That made me very sad because I loved her with all my heart. It would be the first time we separate from each other. Six month later when I came back she was mad at me and did not get close to me for a few month. Later on, I got ill, almost past out when, Princes jumped on me and snapped me out of it.I woke up scared and my heart rate pumppedup. It was then when i notice that Princess healed me. Today she is away from me,I could not afford living with her anymoe because she got old and ill. The medical expences were very high so was her food and dresses. But I found a way to move her in with a nice family that can afford her expences.I still miss her. I would take her back from the new home.But it’s not fair to the new owner. She will be always in my heart. When I think about her I just grab my laptop and Mturk to amuse myself.

I decided to try this Mechanical Turk that I heard about on NPR. I had heard that you couldn’t earn a lot of money. However, my curiosity got the best of me. The stories were true. It is difficult to earn any real money on the site. But what I did find was far more interesting. Mechanical Turk is fun! I found myself on the site earning 10 cents for transcription, filling out forms, and drawing boxes on photos. Its a great time waster and I have earned $7.25 for playing on the internet. The most interesting thing I did was transcribe an audio recording between a Russian father and disappointed son. I felt like a CIA spy! Although I do not earn a lot of money, I have fun and feel I am contributing in some small way to the economy.