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Worst Job You've Ever Had? (1 Viewer)

Had this Cush desk job with a corner office. One day the bastards put a web filter on my internet connection. Polished up my resume that day

Inhumane

 
i had some good one's:

1. worked on a factory line for some Japanese dog food company. shift started 6 A.M. and my job was to watch the dog food cans go down the conveyor belt and make sure the labels were on, in addition to taking cans off that were open and removing the maggots. I will never know what exactly the dog food was made with but the smell was something i won't forget. i'll never remember one of my last days there, a guy told me with the most serious look that if he saw me in that place again he would knock me out. he told me to go back to college (in a nice way) and never come back again. worked this for like a week and a half, and honestly am glad i did cause anything is better than knowing you have to go to that every day.

2. worked blacktop and some roofing as a general contractor one summer. i still laugh when people say in the summer it is so hot they will die. the heat coming off the roofing tar or macadam added a good 20-25 degrees to any day.

3. had to hand out pamphlets for a company that bought college text books ("Campus Text) one Christmas break. you would thank standing around handing out pamphlets all day in the middle of the winter would be the worst, but without a doubt was the degrading looks all these college kids would shoot me and my buddies all day. it was at the University of Penn, and the kids there acted like us offering them a pamphlet was killing their first born. to this day i always take pamphlets, or even take a bunch, just knowing that might mean the kid could get a break getting more pamphlets

4. dressed up as the Subway Hoagie, and got chased and bitten by a German Sheppard while running away in the suit. damn thing was like an extra 30 pounds in the head cause it had a huge fan to keep you cool.

but i had this conversation at one of those temp jobs, and one guy described a usual day he had when he was in charge of the laundry at a retirement home. that may take the cake

 
I was a rodeo clown for a rodeo clown competition. It was a one day job and I had no experience as a rodeo clown. It wasn't a real rodeo, there were no bulls. It was just professional rodeo clowns being timed running around barrels and stuff and being judged for their costume and humor. It was awful because the crowd knew I was a fraud because I wasn't in the competition. It was embarrassing to "perform" in front of the pro clowns because they knew I sucked. There was no actual rodeo so there really wasn't much to do. I basically would run out front every ten minutes and wave my hat around a bunch of times. Never got one person to clap or smile, just a few get out of the ways. They didn't even give me any clown clothes or makeup. I pretty much just rolled up my jeans and rubbed some dirt on my face. So ghetto. One of the real clowns asked me what my clown name was and I think I said Ray. Only thing I could think of. He just said oh and nodded and walked away so he could hang out with cooler clowns. Humiliated for fifty bucks.

 
I have some horrible minimum wage job stories from college. Basically slave labor 11hrs a day..

But the one I'm in now is the worst. Company seems to be in a downward spiral, politics are off the charts bad, and because of my personal situation it would be incredibly foolish to quit. I have to hang in until they fire me.

 
i had some good one's:

1. worked on a factory line for some Japanese dog food company. shift started 6 A.M. and my job was to watch the dog food cans go down the conveyor belt and make sure the labels were on, in addition to taking cans off that were open and removing the maggots. I will never know what exactly the dog food was made with but the smell was something i won't forget. i'll never remember one of my last days there, a guy told me with the most serious look that if he saw me in that place again he would knock me out. he told me to go back to college (in a nice way) and never come back again. worked this for like a week and a half, and honestly am glad i did cause anything is better than knowing you have to go to that every day.

2. worked blacktop and some roofing as a general contractor one summer. i still laugh when people say in the summer it is so hot they will die. the heat coming off the roofing tar or macadam added a good 20-25 degrees to any day.

3. had to hand out pamphlets for a company that bought college text books ("Campus Text) one Christmas break. you would thank standing around handing out pamphlets all day in the middle of the winter would be the worst, but without a doubt was the degrading looks all these college kids would shoot me and my buddies all day. it was at the University of Penn, and the kids there acted like us offering them a pamphlet was killing their first born. to this day i always take pamphlets, or even take a bunch, just knowing that might mean the kid could get a break getting more pamphlets

4. dressed up as the Subway Hoagie, and got chased and bitten by a German Sheppard while running away in the suit. damn thing was like an extra 30 pounds in the head cause it had a huge fan to keep you cool.

but i had this conversation at one of those temp jobs, and one guy described a usual day he had when he was in charge of the laundry at a retirement home. that may take the cake
I hope you get your memory back.

 
Detasseling corn.
I did this for 3 summers and actually kind of liked it. I'd sleep on the bus on the way to the fields, fire up the Walkman as I walked the row, and when finished light up a Camel and shoot the #### with the supervisors while waiting for the others to finish their rows. Great money for a teenager.
:goodpost: I worked for an ag. research company and worked for a couple summers, pollenating, weeding, detassling. worked with a couple buddies of mine and that was one of my favorite summer jobs ever.

 
I worked at the convenience store the Fab 5 got busted for taking beer from. I had to tell USA Today, NY Times, Detroit Free Press and other reporters to #### off. I guess it wasn't so bad as I stole tons of beer and smokes from there. Still, wouldn't go back.

 
Willie Neslon said:
I was a rodeo clown for a rodeo clown competition. It was a one day job and I had no experience as a rodeo clown. It wasn't a real rodeo, there were no bulls. It was just professional rodeo clowns being timed running around barrels and stuff and being judged for their costume and humor. It was awful because the crowd knew I was a fraud because I wasn't in the competition. It was embarrassing to "perform" in front of the pro clowns because they knew I sucked. There was no actual rodeo so there really wasn't much to do. I basically would run out front every ten minutes and wave my hat around a bunch of times. Never got one person to clap or smile, just a few get out of the ways. They didn't even give me any clown clothes or makeup. I pretty much just rolled up my jeans and rubbed some dirt on my face. So ghetto. One of the real clowns asked me what my clown name was and I think I said Ray. Only thing I could think of. He just said oh and nodded and walked away so he could hang out with cooler clowns. Humiliated for fifty bucks.
:lmao:

 
Telemarketer for about 3 hours.

Selling drill bits etc. When a company didn't want to buy anything, a supervisor would take the phone and just berate those guys. I was shocked.

Started at 9am, left for lunch at noon and never went back.

 
Waiter at Cotton Patch (Similar to Black Eyed Pea) as a teenager in the late 90's. This location was in danger of going under, so the Manager tried the old 'anything to get them through the door' type of deal. Chicken Friend Steak and 2 sides, with the standard unlimited bread for $1.25....ugh. You can guess what kind of tips you get when the main course is $1.25....

Manager got what he wanted, place was packed to the gills for a while. I swear people were driving 50 miles for the deal, I'm sure a good chunk of them weren't factoring in gas costs but who has the time to do that upper level math!

As we were swamped I was crazy busy, would bust my ### for a family of 4 then get tipped $0.75. These were the type of people who wanted seven baskets of rolls and cornbread, then two more and a to-go box right before leaving.

 
i was a waiter at a Pizza Hut my senior year of high school (1988). most checks with drinks were about $20 and i'd get a $2-3 tip. i'd close on the weekends and walk out with $50, $75 or even $100 cash. it was a total grind to make that kind of cash but i was also only making like $1.50/hour because minimum wage was $3.25.

 
I held a fair variety of jobs, some sucked some rocked.

11 - 13: newspaper delivery boy, wasn't too bad most days but keeping track of payments and getting out there every day taught me a lot. Best times were riding in the back of my dad's van on Sundays, jumping out and delivering the paper. I put it either in the mailbox or door every time. :tinfoilhat:

14: janitor at a die cast molding shop :violin:

15: mailroom at a financial planning magazine :mellow:

16: waterproofing (basically digging trenches) quit this after one week :bag:

16 - 21 (summers after I went to college): lifeguard at a wave pool, the YMCA and a country club :thumbup:

19: fast food at college :yucky:

20: bowling alley front desk worker :banned:

21 - 22: office manager for a universtity apartment complex :sleep:

 
Compared to what's been posted here, my stories don't measure up, but a guy I grew up with had a pretty bad experience. He quit the job his FIL had gotten him in the federal government shortly after the wedding when he read an ad for a company that said that properly motivated employees could earn up to $100K/yr. Aparently he couldn't have found out beforehand that it entailed selling vacuum cleaners door-to-door. I think he sold one to his mother before giving up and eventually going into the Navy.

 
Worst job I ever had was a painting job, painting houses exterior. I was let go after one week because I didn't "slop"it on fast enough. I actually cared about the job I was doing.

Second worst job was in the factor plant for my dad's packaging company. Sometimes I just stacked 55 gallon drum lids for 11 hours. Had to be the boringest job I ever had. And you didn't know when the shift would end.....it ends when production for the next day was done. Shifts could be 8-13 hours long. And what sucked more was, at the beginning of the summer, my dad (VP at the company) would enter the plant and tell the supervisor to work my a$$ off this summer......supervisor was like "Yes sir". At least I got paid decent money at that job.

 
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I grew up on a dairy farm so that life had to be my worst job. Shoveling manure every week and baling hay all summer sucks. Baling hay in the fields is bad enough when it is hot and sunny. There is simply no place to hide from the sun. But, the worst part of baling hay is putting it in the barn. You dreaded when it was your turn to be in the barn. You had to catch 100s of bales of hay as they fell off the chute and stack them in a barn that was hotter than the outside. There was no air movement and you choked on the dust.

I have put up and mended more fence than I want to think about. Digging holes all day is not bad enough but you also get to contend with mother nature. If Saturday is the day chosen to fence, it does not matter if it is 40 and pouring rain. Dad was right though. I did not melt.

The worst actual job was in a cheese plant for the summer after HS and before college. The smell of milk turning to cheese was incredibly disgusting. The plant was cold, dirty and dark. I pulled cheese blocks out of freezing salt water and threw them on a conveyor. The work was back-breaking and boring. I still have scars on my hands from getting nicked by the conveyor belts and sores that got infected from the water.

The second toughest job was being a roofer for a summer. You are punished under the sun and your feet burn on the tar paper or shingles. I had this job over 20 years ago so we put shingles up using a hammer and nails. Carrying shingles up a ladder to the roof was even more physically demanding than actually pounding in thousands of nails/day. I watched a lot of guys quit that summer. The roofing job led to me working for a general contractor for the next summer. I loved that job and still use the skills I learned for my part-time second job.

Another tough job was in a steel mill that galvanized metal. I racked guard rail or highway sign posts all day so it could be dipped into the acid tanks and finally the molten zinc. I was on afternoon shift so it was very hot but it was great compared to the roofing and cheese plant. The work was dirty, exhausting, and monotonous but also a great workout. My shoulders and arms were jacked at the end of that summer.

 
of all these jobs, would any of you not done it in hindsight?

I'm hoping my boys can each get a crappy job or two that requires them to work their asses off. Right now my 12yo dog sits, which is pretty awesome. He goes over twice or three times a day and makes roughly $20 a day for an hour's time of playing with dogs. Not enough for when he gets older, but for a 12yo that's pretty good money and it's somewhat consistent.

 
Worst job I ever had was a painting job, painting houses exterior. I was let go after one week because I didn't "slop"it on fast enough. I actually cared about the job I was doing.

Second worst job was in the factor plant for my dad's packaging company. Sometimes I just stacked 55 gallon drum lids for 11 hours. Had to be the boringest job I ever had. And you didn't know when the shift would end.....it ends when production for the next day was done. Shifts could be 8-13 hours long. And what sucked more was, at the beginning of the summer, my dad (VP at the company) would enter the plant and tell the supervisor to work my ### off this summer......supervisor was like "Yes sir". At least I got paid decent money at that job.
I did the painting thing one summer too, that was pretty terrible!

What made it worse is I was also a caddy - I would hit the course at 6am, have a round by like 7ish, done around 1130, painting by 1230. I managed to do this for almost 6 weeks before I quit the painting, oofff painting was terrible.

 
Had a job on the cleanup crew at huge UPS plant. They were only closed for 5 hours each day and our job was to clean the whole place in that time. First day I showed up, it was me, my buddy, and a bus load of prisoners on work-release. All day long we were taunted relentlessly by huge, intimidating, angry criminals while the foreman followed us, barking to work harder/faster and making sure we got every nook and cranny. Every time I blew my nose, the tissue was filled with black snot from all the dirt. Only positive was the my buddy and I were the only ones allowed to go outside the fence for the perimeter clean-up since everyone else was incarcerated. We milked that part of the job for everything it was worth. Lasted about 2 weeks.

Another time I got a job setting up a new Home Depot store. I failed the drug test, but they hired me anyway (should have been a sign of what I was in for). Our job was to assemble all the racks. Our only tool was a 2x4 which we used to pound the shelves together. After 3 days of pounding with the board, I lost feeling in my hand. Went to lunch and never came back.

Best job I ever had was working through a temp agency at Hershey Park. Each day you would show up and they would assign you to a food stand for the day. My buddy and I figured out how to game the system and got our own hot-dog stand with no supervision. We would pilfer quarters from sales and take turns going to the arcade. One day we each pounded 4 tall-boys at lunch and poured another 4 into a cooler which we brought into the park and drank while working at the stand. We were hammered and gave away free hot dogs to hot girls telling them they were the 100th customer of the day. On the last day, we took a job at one of the bigger stands. When we got there, we told the supervisor they needed us at another stand and spent the next 8 hours riding rides for free while getting paid. Good times.

 
Shoveling manure every week and baling hay all summer sucks. Baling hay in the fields is bad enough when it is hot and sunny. There is simply no place to hide from the sun. But, the worst part of baling hay is putting it in the barn. You dreaded when it was your turn to be in the barn. You had to catch 100s of bales of hay as they fell off the chute and stack them in a barn that was hotter than the outside. There was no air movement and you choked on the dust.

The second toughest job was being a roofer for a summer. You are punished under the sun and your feet burn on the tar paper or shingles. I had this job over 20 years ago so we put shingles up using a hammer and nails. Carrying shingles up a ladder to the roof was even more physically demanding than actually pounding in thousands of nails/day.
I have done both of these as well and concur with your disdain for them.

 
I grew up on a dairy farm so that life had to be my worst job. Shoveling manure every week and baling hay all summer sucks. Baling hay in the fields is bad enough when it is hot and sunny. There is simply no place to hide from the sun. But, the worst part of baling hay is putting it in the barn. You dreaded when it was your turn to be in the barn. You had to catch 100s of bales of hay as they fell off the chute and stack them in a barn that was hotter than the outside. There was no air movement and you choked on the dust.

I have put up and mended more fence than I want to think about. Digging holes all day is not bad enough but you also get to contend with mother nature. If Saturday is the day chosen to fence, it does not matter if it is 40 and pouring rain. Dad was right though. I did not melt.

The worst actual job was in a cheese plant for the summer after HS and before college. The smell of milk turning to cheese was incredibly disgusting. The plant was cold, dirty and dark. I pulled cheese blocks out of freezing salt water and threw them on a conveyor. The work was back-breaking and boring. I still have scars on my hands from getting nicked by the conveyor belts and sores that got infected from the water.

The second toughest job was being a roofer for a summer. You are punished under the sun and your feet burn on the tar paper or shingles. I had this job over 20 years ago so we put shingles up using a hammer and nails. Carrying shingles up a ladder to the roof was even more physically demanding than actually pounding in thousands of nails/day. I watched a lot of guys quit that summer. The roofing job led to me working for a general contractor for the next summer. I loved that job and still use the skills I learned for my part-time second job.

Another tough job was in a steel mill that galvanized metal. I racked guard rail or highway sign posts all day so it could be dipped into the acid tanks and finally the molten zinc. I was on afternoon shift so it was very hot but it was great compared to the roofing and cheese plant. The work was dirty, exhausting, and monotonous but also a great workout. My shoulders and arms were jacked at the end of that summer.
I still sort of do this except I'll only put a couple hundred squares in the barn these days. Everything else gets round baled or sold in the field. Too old for this ####.

 
I held a fair variety of jobs, some sucked some rocked.

11 - 13: newspaper delivery boy, wasn't too bad most days but keeping track of payments and getting out there every day taught me a lot. Best times were riding in the back of my dad's van on Sundays, jumping out and delivering the paper. I put it either in the mailbox or door every time. :tinfoilhat:

14: janitor at a die cast molding shop :violin:

15: mailroom at a financial planning magazine :mellow:

16: waterproofing (basically digging trenches) quit this after one week :bag:

16 - 21 (summers after I went to college): lifeguard at a wave pool, the YMCA and a country club :thumbup:

19: fast food at college :yucky:

20: bowling alley front desk worker :banned:

21 - 22: office manager for a universtity apartment complex :sleep:
Lifeguard/Swim Teacher/Swim Coach at the Dallas Country Club was perhaps the greatest job of my entire life. Great pay, incredible scenery, pool all day long in the middle of a Texas summer, partying at night with coworkers your own age. So much fun.

 
I grew up on a dairy farm so that life had to be my worst job. Shoveling manure every week and baling hay all summer sucks. Baling hay in the fields is bad enough when it is hot and sunny. There is simply no place to hide from the sun. But, the worst part of baling hay is putting it in the barn. You dreaded when it was your turn to be in the barn. You had to catch 100s of bales of hay as they fell off the chute and stack them in a barn that was hotter than the outside. There was no air movement and you choked on the dust.

I have put up and mended more fence than I want to think about. Digging holes all day is not bad enough but you also get to contend with mother nature. If Saturday is the day chosen to fence, it does not matter if it is 40 and pouring rain. Dad was right though. I did not melt.

The worst actual job was in a cheese plant for the summer after HS and before college. The smell of milk turning to cheese was incredibly disgusting. The plant was cold, dirty and dark. I pulled cheese blocks out of freezing salt water and threw them on a conveyor. The work was back-breaking and boring. I still have scars on my hands from getting nicked by the conveyor belts and sores that got infected from the water.

The second toughest job was being a roofer for a summer. You are punished under the sun and your feet burn on the tar paper or shingles. I had this job over 20 years ago so we put shingles up using a hammer and nails. Carrying shingles up a ladder to the roof was even more physically demanding than actually pounding in thousands of nails/day. I watched a lot of guys quit that summer. The roofing job led to me working for a general contractor for the next summer. I loved that job and still use the skills I learned for my part-time second job.

Another tough job was in a steel mill that galvanized metal. I racked guard rail or highway sign posts all day so it could be dipped into the acid tanks and finally the molten zinc. I was on afternoon shift so it was very hot but it was great compared to the roofing and cheese plant. The work was dirty, exhausting, and monotonous but also a great workout. My shoulders and arms were jacked at the end of that summer.
I still sort of do this except I'll only put a couple hundred squares in the barn these days. Everything else gets round baled or sold in the field. Too old for this ####.
I feel sorry for you. Honestly. Baling hay is punishing for so many reasons.

My dad still farms but on a small scale. He only round bales. He sold the small square baler to the horse farmer next door. I was glad to see that devil machine go.

 
Telemarketing sucked.

But the worst job in the history of the world is one I only saw. I was visiting a chicken processing plant and the absolute worst was at the beginning at the assembly line. The chicken came onto the floor hanging from its feet and the first guy put the neck on a hook so the ### stuck out. The next guy then drilled the rectum out of the chicken.

Yes, the position was chicken rectum remover.

 
Temp job to tear down all the old shelving in an auto parts warehouse. There was so much dust/asbestos/crap on those old shelves, they gave us those cheap crappy paper masks to put over our faces, but it was so sweltering in that old warehouse in July that nobody wore them. I'd get home at night looking like a chimney sweep. I'd blow my nose 7/8 times until it finally came out clean.

 
I grew up on a dairy farm so that life had to be my worst job. Shoveling manure every week and baling hay all summer sucks. Baling hay in the fields is bad enough when it is hot and sunny. There is simply no place to hide from the sun. But, the worst part of baling hay is putting it in the barn. You dreaded when it was your turn to be in the barn. You had to catch 100s of bales of hay as they fell off the chute and stack them in a barn that was hotter than the outside. There was no air movement and you choked on the dust.

I have put up and mended more fence than I want to think about. Digging holes all day is not bad enough but you also get to contend with mother nature. If Saturday is the day chosen to fence, it does not matter if it is 40 and pouring rain. Dad was right though. I did not melt.

The worst actual job was in a cheese plant for the summer after HS and before college. The smell of milk turning to cheese was incredibly disgusting. The plant was cold, dirty and dark. I pulled cheese blocks out of freezing salt water and threw them on a conveyor. The work was back-breaking and boring. I still have scars on my hands from getting nicked by the conveyor belts and sores that got infected from the water.

The second toughest job was being a roofer for a summer. You are punished under the sun and your feet burn on the tar paper or shingles. I had this job over 20 years ago so we put shingles up using a hammer and nails. Carrying shingles up a ladder to the roof was even more physically demanding than actually pounding in thousands of nails/day. I watched a lot of guys quit that summer. The roofing job led to me working for a general contractor for the next summer. I loved that job and still use the skills I learned for my part-time second job.

Another tough job was in a steel mill that galvanized metal. I racked guard rail or highway sign posts all day so it could be dipped into the acid tanks and finally the molten zinc. I was on afternoon shift so it was very hot but it was great compared to the roofing and cheese plant. The work was dirty, exhausting, and monotonous but also a great workout. My shoulders and arms were jacked at the end of that summer.
I still sort of do this except I'll only put a couple hundred squares in the barn these days. Everything else gets round baled or sold in the field. Too old for this ####.
I feel sorry for you. Honestly. Baling hay is punishing for so many reasons.

My dad still farms but on a small scale. He only round bales. He sold the small square baler to the horse farmer next door. I was glad to see that devil machine go.
Like I said though, I've cut way back on handling the square bales. You get a nice discount when you come pick them up behind me. I can handle a couple hundred a year for personal use. In fact now, I've gotten some good gigs square baling for other people. They cut fluff and rake, and I'll roll up with my baler, hook up to their tractor and charge $1-2 a bale and I never touch the stuff.

 
I was a rodeo clown for a rodeo clown competition. It was a one day job and I had no experience as a rodeo clown. It wasn't a real rodeo, there were no bulls. It was just professional rodeo clowns being timed running around barrels and stuff and being judged for their costume and humor. It was awful because the crowd knew I was a fraud because I wasn't in the competition. It was embarrassing to "perform" in front of the pro clowns because they knew I sucked. There was no actual rodeo so there really wasn't much to do. I basically would run out front every ten minutes and wave my hat around a bunch of times. Never got one person to clap or smile, just a few get out of the ways. They didn't even give me any clown clothes or makeup. I pretty much just rolled up my jeans and rubbed some dirt on my face. So ghetto. One of the real clowns asked me what my clown name was and I think I said Ray. Only thing I could think of. He just said oh and nodded and walked away so he could hang out with cooler clowns. Humiliated for fifty bucks.
Ray the clown :lmao:

 
Lifeguarding is way overrated. Like having 7 x 30 min prison sentences over a shift. Working maintenance was much better on the days you didn't have to fish poo out of the pool.

I've driven a van full of dirty diapers on a summers day. I've bought maxi-pads by the cartload. I've shredded papers for shifts of 10 hours straight. I've chauffered a 7th grade girl from private school to home.

Worst was probably hardware store with a ###hole manager. Such a richard.

At least I don't suck at folding.

 
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Brony said:
I've driven a van full of dirty diapers on a summers day. I've bought maxi-pads by the cartload. I've chauffered a 7th grade girl from private school to home.
Same job?
I should post that job description to Monster or Craigslist and see what kind of applicants I get.

 
Growing up my neighbors owned a meat market. They mostly just processed game. My job was to come in at the end of the day and clean all the equipment. Saw blades, sausage making machines, you name it, I cleaned it. ####ing disgusting.

 
recycling ink at a print shop. Would come home covered in ink every day
I also worked at a print shop. Started in their bindery then eventually was running a full 4 web printing press. That was a great job at the time (I was still in high school making $20/hour while my cohorts were making $5.25 at Wendy's). The ink was terrible though.

 

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