The worst job you've ever had

[azsnowman]

We've all worked at jobs that we REALLY didn't care for, I know I have!! The worst had to have been a meat cutter, why did I stay so long??? It gets in your blood so to speak

Come home smellin' like a dead cow or pig, grease on your work boots, hands that are crippled for life, working in blood all the time but worst of all, cutting PORK :o If the general public ever found out what pork does and how BAD it smells when it comes out of the cryovac for the first time, you'd NEVER, EVER, eat another piece O' pork to save your life, I've been retired for 5 years now and I couldn't GAG a piece O' pork down now! Pork is SOOO infectious, it's not even FUNNY, if you have a tiny, little cut on your hand, get pork blood in it, you've HAD it :o I've been to the ER many, many times for this, ask TLC, she KNOWS!

Dennis 8)

[azsnowman]

Another *hint*, don't EVER buy regular store grind ground beef, the cheap stuff, what goes into the cheap stuff :o :o :o :o

Dennis

[mf_dolphin]

Give me my steak rare! Digging field latrines was bad....filling in the old ones was even worse

[coriolis]

The worst job I ever had was putting insulation in my grandma's attic. I was about 12. It was hot itchy, dark, confined, and I had to kneel on the joists. I overheard my dad talking to my grandma about what I should be paid. She wanted to pay me $50 and he thought that was too much. When I came down he asked me what I thought that job was worth. I answered sincerely, "Whatever grandma wants to pay me." I got the $50.

[Lindaloo]

WORKING AT A CONVENIENCE STORE was my worst job EVER. Thank goodness I got over that part of my childhood and went to college. lol


Yeah Dennis... what IS in that cheap meat anyway? :o

[Skywatch_NC]

Being a dishwasher at the Brown Derby in Fairfield, OH...my very first job! :o
Worked the late dinner shift and I nicknamed it "Hell's Kitchen!"
Lasted for one week!

But was sooooo glad to get outta there!

[streetsoldier]

Working part-time at E.J. Korvette's as a teenager HAD to be the worst job I ever had; my manager was an alcoholic (left the department to me, while he went out drinking), the floor manager was clearly psychotic, and the atmosphere was "nothing matters except the almighty dollar"...employees were treated as "marginal" if they ever got sick, or needed a specific day off, etc., and a "black mark" was entered into their personnel file.

Besides all that, we were forced to join a union which did nothing but "rubber-stamp" management decisions in employee complaints, while taking our monthly dues for God-only-knows-what reason.

From that experience, I swore off any retail job, ever again.

[JetMaxx]

Do you want a list?

Worst had to be as an order puller in an auto parts warehouse. I learned in less than eight weeks that short fat guys just weren't cut out to work on production. I tried to rush and keep up with my "increasing" quota, and ended up breaking more windshields than the average demolition derby

Other competitors for worst job were a brief stint at Krystal hamburgers when I was in high school, and patrolling Atlanta Dairies (now Parmalet) in 1982...in a neighborhood even the police were wary of entering.

[mf_dolphin]

Pictures of broken glass all over the place are running around in my mind!! ROFL Did you end up oweing them money at the end of the week?

[breeze]

My worst was working at the "Little Dipper" drive-in...
I am a "people" person, but, running outside with food orders
and handling cash and waiting inside tables was not for me!
I started the job at 8am, one morning, and quit that same
night at 11pm, after I cleaned the ice cream machine!

[JetMaxx]

Pictures of broken glass all over the place are running around in my mind!! ROFL Did you end up oweing them money at the end of the week?

Naw...thankfully they took pity on me. They knew I was giving it all I had....but all I had wasn't nearly enough

[MScoast]

My worst job ever was cleaning the local funeral homes. OMG! I was a terrified 17 year old. I had to clean EVERY room of that place. I recall one night cleaning one that my brother (he used to do maintenance for them) worked at...he told me it was haunted. Well, it was 9 pm, and I was cleaning the upstairs office. I was ALL by myself up there...scared to death already...when I heard someone or SOMETHING knocking on the wall. Better believe I ran out of there and never went back

[pojo]

i really haven't had any bad jobs, I thankfully, know where to look for a job. But, my brother could tell you about his job flippin burgers....needless to say, that didn't last long.

[Lindaloo]

My worst job ever was cleaning the local funeral homes. OMG! I was a terrified 17 year old. I had to clean EVERY room of that place. I recall one night cleaning one that my brother (he used to do maintenance for them) worked at...he told me it was haunted. Well, it was 9 pm, and I was cleaning the upstairs office. I was ALL by myself up there...scared to death already...when I heard someone or SOMETHING knocking on the wall. Better believe I ran out of there and never went back

Speaking of funeral homes!! How about going to visit your friend who happens to prepare the bodies for the wake and burial. While you are chatting (plus looking around in fright) a body sits straight up. I RAN outta there screaming. He came after me and explained that happens all the time!! Not for me it didn't. I NEVER went back.

[azsnowman]

Well, the 70-30 burger, 70% lean, 30% fat, is everything that doesn't sell in the meat case after 3 days ground up AND......don't say I didn't warn ya, ya know the limph nodes, all the glands, well, that's all I have ta say on THAT subject. Now your lean to extra lean grind is mostly the trim from your cuts of meat!

Dennis

[azskyman]

Every job was a learning experience, but I have to admit I was not much of a fan of my first job. Age 16. $.50 an hour after school. Janitor at the local hospital.

Morgue was in the basement...dark and dingy at that. I would have to clean that, the delivery room, and OR's before the next day's surgeries, etc..

The hosital had an incinerator...and once each night I had to take human skin/blood/etc. from the OR and delivery room (you know what a treat babies can bring with them into the world) and incinerate it from what I termed the "basement dungeon". All that for $15.00 a week or less after school!

But oh the stories I can tell!

[JQ Public]

worked in a factory one summer cuz thats all i could find that would give me lotsa money and hrs in a short period of time.

[j]

washing dishes in this Greek Restaurant! Half the problem was the job, the other...the owners.

First the Job:


Consisted of an uppitty Bus Boy crashing through some swinging doors (foot first to kick it open) and unloading a big oval tray full to the brim with garbage. I stood in front of this big Stainless Steel wrap-around counter that fed into a huge dishwaher. You took the plates, and slammed them into a rubber grommet type thing (which was so slimy and disgusting it would make you puke) sending the scraps into the waiting trash can below. It was non-stop loading dishes into the racks..shoveling through the dishwasher (180 degrees..steam everywhere)....THe place was so busy, that you had to unload the racks as soon as them came through the dishwasher, burning your hands to hell. The trays would stack up everywhere...and everybody was screaming at you for something...ALL THE TIME! The Greek cooks would take their metal spatulas and slam them on this Stainless Steel counter and yell ..."Monkey Dishes...Monkey Dishes!!!...which were small dishes they put vegetables in. Seems they were always short on those. I worked my ass off, and when ever time permitted, I'd sneak off and have a swig of some Southern Comfort or whatever I had managed to get my big sister to pick up for me. At the end of the night...I smelled like I had been swimming in a cesspool. Its no wonder the most beatiful girl I had ever dated, dumped me for some Lawyer. It was definitely the job, and I can't say I blamed her! There's more...but on to the Owners:

These people, and please don't take offense if your Greek....are the cheapest most disgusting people I have ever worked for! As an example (and there are many more) they would come in while I was slinging garbage through the slimey rubber thing, and say...."John...John...John....no..no...no..give me those (dish with butter patties). They would take them from me and put them back in the bowl and scold me for wasting 2 1/2 cents apiece! Everything was 2 1/2 cents to them. Creamers...same thing. And this is no lie.. they would take a dish of vegetables, have eaten or not and dump them back into the "pot" to be served to another customer. Didn't matter to them if somebody had blown a big lugie into it or not, they were going to save their 2 1/2 cents!

Oh man....what a job.

But I did get my revenge.. I graduated to Bus Boy and The Waitresses pet boy. They treated me pretty good, and I now was slinging garbage covered trays on some poor unfortunate dishwasher.

Oh...one more thing. at the age of 16, and still not driving, I would often work till midnight on a weekend...and out of respect for my parents (remember that???) I would tell them I had a ride home, even when I didn't, and I'd get out there with my thumb and hope for the best. I worked about 8 miles from home. I usually got rides, but on one occasion I did walk the entire way.

[Miss Mary]

Wow, Dennis I really want to be a vegetarian now (especially after reading that other supermarket topic!).

My worst job has to be my first. Fresh out of HS, no college desires at that point. It was a local factory that made crystals for transitor radio's. Yep, a fossil here - LOL! Anyway, my job was to take these round clear crystal discs, for lack of better word, and boil them in chemical solutions on a hotplate. Protective gear on too. I was only 18 then, what did I know! I knew after a week of that job, I had to get out of there. And I began looking elsewhere. About the time I started this job, I developed eczema (sp?) on my hands. Still get it occasionally. Battled that crummy ailment for years. Always wondered if it was b/c I handled chemicals? I only had this job for about 3 months, thank goodness. Went to work at the IRS after that. Temp job, just for tax season. And then onto to my ultimate best job, med recep. for 10 years. Now that job I was glad to have. Miss those folks to this day!

[Guest]

My worst job was working for the local telephone directory trying to sell BOLD face ads to companies and individuals. I HATE SELLING and I'm not good at it - so needless to say - I didn't succeed at this job - lasted 1 1/2 weeks and was moved the mail room for the rest of the summer - I was only 17 years old.

Patricia