Your worst job EVER?

Mine was as a dishwasher at a local IHOP (International House of Pancakes). I liked my manager well enough but I HATED washing dishes. It was so nasty.

I'm a server now at a hotel and I always do my best to make a dishwashers job easier.

My worst job was working as a clerk at a software store during a couple of high school summers. The job was shit, but it provided a healthy discount on books (it was affiliated with a bookstore) and software. The other pain was that it was on top of my full-time temp office job, so I was working 65-70 hours a week.

Of course, I was working at least that hard right out of law school at my law firm jobs, too, but at least I was getting paid better for that!

DTH

A one person shift. All the drunks came at 2:00 AM when the bar closed.

out af an open septic lake in a rowboat with a pool skimmer.

I won't even post mine.
It's so lame compared to that.

That IS a nasty job.

But tell us about yours, too.

Pretty please?

Several years ago I was working for a company who had the contract for tax reappraisals in Jefferson County (Birmingham) Alabama. It had been well publicized and we had picture IDs. It was during one of my "temporary" (2 years) layoffs from TWA.

One morning I started my section way out in the boonies with a farm. The farmer wasn't at home and his wife was a little leery about letting me on the property. Eventually she said OK.

I finished measuring and listing the dwelling and headed for the barn about 200 yards back from the road. Just as I got there, the door opened and the farmer came out.
Who the hell was I and what the hell was I doing on his property?
I explained and tried to show him my ID. He pulled a small pistol from his pocket, pointed it at me, and said "Get off of my land".

I got. One of the hardest things I've ever done was turn my back on him as I walked the 700 miles back to the road. I sat in my car until I quit shaking and drove straight to the office, turned in my equipment and files, and quit.
They promoted me to an inside, no-contact-with-the-public, supervisory job.
It still sucked, but it got us by until I'd been recalled from layoff at TWA.

He was even shot at. He worked for the Department of Agriculture.
My other grandfather was a police officer, which was much safer.

git downright TESTY!
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My first job was delievering papers, which wouldn't have been that bad except it was in a bad neighborhood. I feared for my safety on weekends (It was afternoon delivery during the week), got service errors when someone stole the neighbor's paper, and had trouble collecting from about half my customers. My job at the grocery store sucked because they schedulaed me for 5.75 hours so I'd be ineligible for a half hour break. My job at as a candy grinder (for blizzrds and flurries) sucked because it involved temperature extremes and unsafe working conditions (flying chocolate and slippery chocolate floors). My job at the plastics factory sucked because it involved bad hours, rotating Thursday and Friday shifts and 7pm to 7am weekends. My order pulling job sucked because I worked with slackers who tricked me into doing more of their work and made fun of me for working hard. My fast food job sucked because some customers are truly abusive for reasons out of the worker's control. My temp lab job sucked because they bombarded me with information the first day as far as doing all of their lab tests and were mean to me when I asked a couple of questions the next day because I forgot some details (I was shown many lab (some unique to the company) tests once with no written instructions and expected to do them all the next day on my own.). My current job sucks because there is just no way that I can win (I think that is a good summary). Take your pick. Sorry about the rant. I have not had a satisfying career. I hope it gets better as I am only 25.
My best job was filing documents. It is too bad that pays poorly.

and "down and out" I went to Manpower and the lady sent me to
Nike to unload tractor-trailers.

I got to Nike at about 5 PM and was told that nobody ever lasted more than one day at the job....real encouraging!!

The Paid employees were these HUGE men with 18 inch arms and backs like the Hulk.....also real encouraging!

Anyway, I went inside the trailer and saw that I had to lift these 95 LB boxes of shoes over my head and put them on a roller that led to the outside of the truck.

Well, these Monsters started working and they were doing about 6-8 boxes per minute....I knew this was going to be a very, very shitty day!

I managed to keep (somewhat) up with them and finished the day.

Went home, fell asleep and woke up at 4:00 that afternoon (I slept 12 hours)

Went back the next day and the boss said we were going too slow and had to speed it up...
I swear if I would have had a gun, the SOB would have unloaded the whole yard by himself..!

Anyway, I BEARLY made it through the day and crawled home and slept for 17 hours....never went back...

OH, one thing... during a break I happened to see what the manufacture was charging Nike for the shoes.
It was $6.67...and this was when Nike was selling their crap for $89.95 ...same exact model....Gee, I wonder if they turned a profit!

Landscaping for one, driving a taxi the other. But working for Humble Pie, where part of my job was getting huge loogies spit at me by Steve Marriott...well, it's hard to forget that.

I was working temp jobs, they sent me to a place that made steel tubing for car seats. My job was sticking small steel tubes into slightly bigger ones. 5pm til 4am in the middle of a Tennessee summer, no air conditioning. I stayed two weeks in order to qualify for the temp agency vacation pay. I told another temp I was quitting and he said " Man, you could get on full time and they will move you up to 7.50 an hour!" Oh, boy!

In Saugus Ca, summer job while going to school.
My job was to carry buckets of gunpowder and magnesium pellets between bomb assembly sheds. I had to wear anti-static bands on my wrists and ankles in case of sparks.
I lasted 3 days.




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I can think of 3 or 4- all day labor gigs.

one was breaking up concrete slag with a sledge hammer one summer in Austin. The job and I both lasterd one day. Another was unbloading 100 lb. bags of salt from a truck and stacking them on pallets in a warehouse.

I think the worst was using pneumatic hammers to clean off the excess metal from aluminim utility poles with out hearing protection.

But there was one job where I had to work at night loading oil field supply boats with a crane operator who did not like me, would not wait to see if I was clear when a load was ready to lift up set down. The best part of that night was having a heavy section of drilling equipment come unattached as it was 100 feet up ad seeing it bounce up into the Atachafalaya R. after nearly landing on my friend and traveling partner.

Being a mess cook on a destroyer was not much fun, nor was crawling around in the oil filled bilges looking for lost vise grips.

... I rmembered that old Bugs Bunny cartoon, where he ends up "serving his Country" after being kicked out fo the Army for being a rabbit:

He's on an artillery shell production line, hitting the tip of each shell with a mallet as it goes by. As each one doesn't explode, he writes "DUD" on it.

"And think, " Bugs says, "In forty years I can retire!"

But my worst ever was probably working for the family business. Too much arguing.

all it took was a car to drive by at the right moment
and I couldn't hear whether they wanted a beef or a bean
burrito :eyes: I also chopped tomatos for 2 hours straight
:eyes:every morning ...

with an asshole. I've had creative well-paid jobs that I was miserable in because of the people I had to work with, and I've had repetitious drudge work jobs that I enjoyed because of my co-workers and boss. For me, it is always about the people with whom you work.

not really my worst job...but the lowest paying ever! I worked there because I was single and bored! My mother's husband made me give up the job because the house they bought for my sister needed fixing up and it seems I was the one to 'fix it up'? Anyway...I did whatever I was told to do...and never complained, and when I said I had to leave my manager begged me to stay...I could not and make my family happy....I did notice that alot of workers had an atitude that they should not be forced to perform certain duties...I really, for the first time witnessed the 'new work ethic'...which went along with the 'new corporate ethic' of 'not giving a shit'...sorta like what came first the chicken or the egg?