When the writer was moved to another job she wasn’t surprised to find that

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The jobs do not get changed around from time to time; I started off on one of the nicer ones. I sat at a conveyor belt slipping a piece of cardboard under each cake as it came down the line. At first, it was difficult to keep up. An uneconomic movement, a fumble and four cakes have gone without cards. I got up to chase the four cakes, eight more appeared and for five minutes or so I had to work at twice the speed to work my way back to where I was sitting before. But it takes half a day or so, to learn how it’s done and soon it becomes quite automatic. The frenzy had quite worn off by the end to the first day and then there was only the monotony and the aching arms. Later I moved to another job on the line, as the girl who usually did it had left. I was not surprised. It was the nastiest job in the department. As the cake came out of a machine that had sliced it in three layers, two streams of artificial cream were poured over the layers. I had to stack the layers up again— a messy and very tiring job. The cakes are heavy and the cream is slippery. Anyone who has worked at all in a factory knows how deathly conveyor belt work is. At first, it is difficult to keep up, and when you are tired, it is quite merciless. After a while, when you have become fairly used to it, the fact that you cannot work faster, is also infuriating.