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Worst job you ever had
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Darrin Drader
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6 months of Wal-Mart when I was in college. Worst. Job. Ever.
Teflon Billy
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Nailgun Cow-Killer in a slaughterhouse.
"The pay was good, but not in coin of the soul"
I did, however, get to wear chainmail.
"The pay was good, but not in coin of the soul"
I did, however, get to wear chainmail.
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Argent Silvermage
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Worst and best at same time... I worked at an adult book store. The job itself was great and the customers funny as all hell but cleaning the back room and booths was simply a gag fest.
jdavis
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That's a tough one, my 3 days as a Wal Mart employee would probably be the worst (I worked 3 days as a cashier then when the battery died in my car I figured that was a pretty good excuse to not go back. I called them to tell them my car broke down on the way to work and I wouldn't be in, they asked me when I could make it in, I said never, they told me I would be banned from working in any Wal Mart ever again, I told them I didn't think that would be a problem). Bussing tables at Shoneys wasn't very fun either, I lasted 4 weeks (yes after being there two weeks I gave them my two week notice), being as I was 16 and it was my first job and they only had me working Friday and Saturday nights and the fact that it paid $3.75 a hour, or the fact that cleaning up after sloppy fat people at a buffet just isn't fun. well you get the picture, still I don't think it was as bad as getting in trouble at Wal Mart because I didn't smile big enough at the customers.
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ergeheilalt
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In high school I took two years of computer training classes (general A+ computer repair and then basic networking and structured wiring.) One of my teacher's old students (now a successful, independent computer repair technician with a nice business) was looking for perspective employees. I was chosen out of the applicants and was given a two week trial period during the summer.
I show up the first day in slacks and a dress-shirt with my kit (screw drivers, pliers, tweezers, extra screws, jumpers, blank disks, ESD strap, etc). Boss man laughs (yeah, talk a about embarrassing - this was my first job). I was show the back room and a huge stack of boxes full of processors. He told me I would be gluing heat sinks to processors today. So I nod, and sit down at the little table open the boxes and get to work securing all these processors.
The day passed on and I realized it was getting hotter - there was no air conditioning in the room. And the glue had that intoxicating effect. I asked the boss man what if I could open a window or turn on a fan, to which he gave a very firm no. For the rest of the week, I came in at 8, left at 5 - gluing heat sinks and processors all day.
At the end of the week I asked what I should expect next week - hoping to get fix computers or build some of the prebuilt systems he sells. He said next week I get to go through the shed in the back and rifle through all the old parts and test them to see if they're good - in the backroom.
I tenured my resignation right there. That was also when I decided that computer repair would not be my chosen profession.
Erge
I show up the first day in slacks and a dress-shirt with my kit (screw drivers, pliers, tweezers, extra screws, jumpers, blank disks, ESD strap, etc). Boss man laughs (yeah, talk a about embarrassing - this was my first job). I was show the back room and a huge stack of boxes full of processors. He told me I would be gluing heat sinks to processors today. So I nod, and sit down at the little table open the boxes and get to work securing all these processors.
The day passed on and I realized it was getting hotter - there was no air conditioning in the room. And the glue had that intoxicating effect. I asked the boss man what if I could open a window or turn on a fan, to which he gave a very firm no. For the rest of the week, I came in at 8, left at 5 - gluing heat sinks and processors all day.
At the end of the week I asked what I should expect next week - hoping to get fix computers or build some of the prebuilt systems he sells. He said next week I get to go through the shed in the back and rifle through all the old parts and test them to see if they're good - in the backroom.
I tenured my resignation right there. That was also when I decided that computer repair would not be my chosen profession.
Erge
Tarrasque Wrangler
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I've got you all beat: I sold shoes. 'Nuff said.
Be that as it may, it wasn't my worst job. I worked as the purchasing agent for an interior design firm. I was pretty busy, and always stayed on top of order tracking (nothing big was ever egregiously late to an installation, and it usually boiled down to one of the designers not re-ordering something I told them was going to be late). Still, it was one of those "buck stops here" jobs, and I got yelled at by the type-A president for EVERYTHING. Plus, I was continually being given somebody else's work on top of my own that one of her suck-ups convinced her she couldn't handle anymore.
Anyway, my girlfriend and I buy a house a couple years ago and commence to moving in and unpacking. My manager had informed me that I had some vacation days I had to take before the end of the year, and I was scheduled to take a week off around Christmas. But after a weekend of moving furniture and more work to be done that week, I called up to ask whether I could take one of my days off today to get some moving work done. I got the answering machine, and told them to call me if there was a problem.
So I show up the next day; and all of my stuff on my desk has been put in a pile. My manager tells me to go talk to the president of the company. I go down there, and she informs me that "you've been gone one too many times". I tell her I just moved, and I had vacation days to take, and why didn't you call me in if being there yesterday was such a big deal? She just goes off on me. Finally, I suck it up and say, "Please give me a chance. I just bought a house a week ago." And she just looked at me completely stone-faced and asked for my office keys.
In retrospect though, I was happy to be fired. In a year and half of hard work they never treated me with any respect. My next job after that was the most fun I've ever had in a job, and introduced me to the friend who shoots all my movies now. So no loss.
Be that as it may, it wasn't my worst job. I worked as the purchasing agent for an interior design firm. I was pretty busy, and always stayed on top of order tracking (nothing big was ever egregiously late to an installation, and it usually boiled down to one of the designers not re-ordering something I told them was going to be late). Still, it was one of those "buck stops here" jobs, and I got yelled at by the type-A president for EVERYTHING. Plus, I was continually being given somebody else's work on top of my own that one of her suck-ups convinced her she couldn't handle anymore.
Anyway, my girlfriend and I buy a house a couple years ago and commence to moving in and unpacking. My manager had informed me that I had some vacation days I had to take before the end of the year, and I was scheduled to take a week off around Christmas. But after a weekend of moving furniture and more work to be done that week, I called up to ask whether I could take one of my days off today to get some moving work done. I got the answering machine, and told them to call me if there was a problem.
So I show up the next day; and all of my stuff on my desk has been put in a pile. My manager tells me to go talk to the president of the company. I go down there, and she informs me that "you've been gone one too many times". I tell her I just moved, and I had vacation days to take, and why didn't you call me in if being there yesterday was such a big deal? She just goes off on me. Finally, I suck it up and say, "Please give me a chance. I just bought a house a week ago." And she just looked at me completely stone-faced and asked for my office keys.
In retrospect though, I was happy to be fired. In a year and half of hard work they never treated me with any respect. My next job after that was the most fun I've ever had in a job, and introduced me to the friend who shoots all my movies now. So no loss.
Djeta Thernadier
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*Disney Store employee* (evil....evil I tell you...EVIL....did get to wear that cute outfit though)
*telemarketer hawking meat filled refridgerators*
*pet store employee in BAD chain store* (I also worked a well run, good store with caring, smart, well informed employees, but that place ran out of money and closed...never found another decent pet store again)
*telemarketer hawking meat filled refridgerators*
*pet store employee in BAD chain store* (I also worked a well run, good store with caring, smart, well informed employees, but that place ran out of money and closed...never found another decent pet store again)
Lola
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I worked as a packing floor trash disposal person in an IBM factory. Sadly, I didn't actually work for IBM, they subcontracted with a cleaning service. I actually loved the work part. We had to go round up the trash carts. No food or personal items were allowed in the shipping area, so it was all boxes, stryofoam, tape, paper, etc. We seperated out the cardboard boxes and wheeled the trash cart over next to a trash chute. You would exit the little room, hit a button, and the floor would turn the cart over so that the trash would empty. Except that it usually didn't, so we had to poke the canvas with a pole that had packing foam wrapped around it. Then the cardboard was tossed into a bailer, where we would poke the boxes down (with the pole) if they popped out while being crushed. It was fun using the bailer. Crushing things never gets old.
However, I didn't care for my partner. He wasn't bad, just lazy. Worse yet, my supervisor was a creep. I was glad that I was never alone with him. He was secretly seeing the girl who got me the job (he told her they couldn't tell anyone because it would cause friction between the small group of cleaners), but I kept getting the feeling he was thisclose to hitting on me. And I also intimidated him because I'm not hispanic, as he and the others were, but can speak not-too-terrible Spanish. It wasn't my intention to stand out, but in that case, I couldn't help it, he just had a weird hang up about it. When my babysitter quit and my now-ex asked me to move in with him, I didn't look back.
However, I didn't care for my partner. He wasn't bad, just lazy. Worse yet, my supervisor was a creep. I was glad that I was never alone with him. He was secretly seeing the girl who got me the job (he told her they couldn't tell anyone because it would cause friction between the small group of cleaners), but I kept getting the feeling he was thisclose to hitting on me. And I also intimidated him because I'm not hispanic, as he and the others were, but can speak not-too-terrible Spanish. It wasn't my intention to stand out, but in that case, I couldn't help it, he just had a weird hang up about it. When my babysitter quit and my now-ex asked me to move in with him, I didn't look back.
orchid blossom
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Djeta Thernadier said:
I worked there as well, for about a week and a half. The thing that made me quit was, after I helped a customer choose a gift for someone that he was quite happy with, my manager told me "Always show them something $25 or more first." Sorry. No.
I also worked at a Christmas tree tinsel/garland factory. 3rd shift, 3rd floor, middle of summer. I HATE tinsel. I'd come home with bits of it all over. I still find it occasionally even after 7 years.
I sold shoes too, but that was just boring as it was in a quiet department store.
Amazingly, car insurance customer service rep doesn't even make the list.
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