A description of a Job once gone, will always be remember. What's Yours?
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Fiesta Red
Doctor of Teleocity
Worst:
Director of Environment of Care (Plant Ops, Dietary, Housekeeping and Safety Officer) for a group of Psychiatric Hospitals.
Anybody who worked there for six months should have been sent to inpatient therapy…they earned it!
Also Worst:
Working in a clean room fabricating computer chips.
Uncomfortable environment and Midnight-To-Noon 12-hour shifts.
Also Worst, Part II (Back for Blood):
Roofing.
In Texas.
In August.
Made me decide to go back to school.
Also Worst, Part III (Texas Vengeance):
Driving a tractor/bush hog mower.
In Texas.
In July.
I got sunburned through my shirt. I looked like Clint Eastwood after “The Ugly” made him walk across the desert.
Director of Environment of Care (Plant Ops, Dietary, Housekeeping and Safety Officer) for a group of Psychiatric Hospitals.
Anybody who worked there for six months should have been sent to inpatient therapy…they earned it!
Also Worst:
Working in a clean room fabricating computer chips.
Uncomfortable environment and Midnight-To-Noon 12-hour shifts.
Also Worst, Part II (Back for Blood):
Roofing.
In Texas.
In August.
Made me decide to go back to school.
Also Worst, Part III (Texas Vengeance):
Driving a tractor/bush hog mower.
In Texas.
In July.
I got sunburned through my shirt. I looked like Clint Eastwood after “The Ugly” made him walk across the desert.
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Brent Hutto
Tele-Afflicted
After reading through this stuff, I realize I've never really had a bad job in my life. A couple of them seemed kinda awful at the time but not compared to most people.
My easiest gig ever was when I was in college. A local company made air fresheners for public restrooms and had a building on campus they used to test their new formulas and fragrances. It was a 10-story building and my job was to once a week ride the elevator to the top floor, step into the men's room for 5-10 seconds, then take the stairs down to the 9th, 8th, 7th, all the way down to the ground floor. Took about 15 minutes and they paid me $20 each time I did it (big, fat 70's-era dollars).
I had a little card to fill out rating how good or bad each floor smelled and with a blank to fill in if I could identify the scent (lemon, roses, vanilla, whatever).
It only lasted two semesters but that 20 bucks for 15 minutes work seemed like a lot of money compared to my $6/hour part time job at the time.
My easiest gig ever was when I was in college. A local company made air fresheners for public restrooms and had a building on campus they used to test their new formulas and fragrances. It was a 10-story building and my job was to once a week ride the elevator to the top floor, step into the men's room for 5-10 seconds, then take the stairs down to the 9th, 8th, 7th, all the way down to the ground floor. Took about 15 minutes and they paid me $20 each time I did it (big, fat 70's-era dollars).
I had a little card to fill out rating how good or bad each floor smelled and with a blank to fill in if I could identify the scent (lemon, roses, vanilla, whatever).
It only lasted two semesters but that 20 bucks for 15 minutes work seemed like a lot of money compared to my $6/hour part time job at the time.
BryMelvin
Friend of Leo's
Out of high school I worked at an automotive parts rebuilder. One day getting to work found big problems. Trichloroethane vats had leaked and the plant engineer who goes in early to start things up was found dead.
Being a member of THE USAF reserve, I later volunteered for active duty. Stayed there for over 20years.
Being a member of THE USAF reserve, I later volunteered for active duty. Stayed there for over 20years.
String Tree
Doctor of Teleocity
Anybody that ever worked on a Pig Farm has my resppect.
The Smell of Piggy-Poo ... Yuk!
The Smell of Piggy-Poo ... Yuk!
I spent a year working at a sideshow with a traveling carnival. Setting up and tearing down, traveling from city to city, and state to state. There was a pretty strong community of traveling “show people,” it was an interesting experience.
BryMelvin
Friend of Leo's
No pig farm but we have had pigs,sheep and cattle at the same time, along with horses. So MUCH POOP
Brent Hutto
Tele-Afflicted
Good lord, was I ever lucky with the jobs I held. The worst of mine wouldn't even be worth mentioning in the same thread with some of the stuff you lot have been through!
ficelles
Tele-Holic
Worst, but in retrospect one of the more interesting - tour managing a band in the 80s. 18-hour days running around after the most self-obsessed bunch of alcohol-fuelled, chemically-enhanced prima donnas you can imagine. And they were just the support act. No names, no pack drill.
USian Pie
Tele-Holic
I lost my license and was barred from practice after I had sex with a patient.
Kind of harsh but I don't think I was cut out to be a veterinarian anyway.
Kind of harsh but I don't think I was cut out to be a veterinarian anyway.
I had a job in high school cleaning a methadone clinic. it was the same harrowing, disgusting work every time and knowing it would not cease and it would just as bad next time. I did industrial roofing and I unloaded moving trucks in Phoenix in the summer. But the methadone clinic was the worst. Just soul crushing and no amount of humming great songs helped.
cutting tobacco is a job i thank God i will never have to do again.
burley tobacco was the king of the world i grew up in. it no longer is because there is no government price support, so raising tobacco is a crapshoot now. there are still a few tobacco farms in kentucky, but those guys raise it on contract, mostly, or so i have been told.
the procedure for putting burley tobacco in the barn is that you cut each plant and spear it on a stick - you have a "tomahawk" and a "spear". you pick up each stick, jab it into the ground, cut the stalk and spear it, putting usually 5 or 6 plants on each stick. if you aren't a young guy, it'll kill your back. then you load it on wagon and take it to the barn.
bear in mind, you do this late in august, hottest time of the year. i was never very fast at it - i think it is a job which favors the tall and i ain't tall.
but once you did all the work involved in getting it to market, you knew pretty close to how much you were going to make. you generally sold your crop in november, so that's what bought Christmas. so much of the local economy was dependent on that tobacco check. new tv, refrigerator, automobile, farm equipment and about everything else.
i don't anything will ever quite replace it.
burley tobacco was the king of the world i grew up in. it no longer is because there is no government price support, so raising tobacco is a crapshoot now. there are still a few tobacco farms in kentucky, but those guys raise it on contract, mostly, or so i have been told.
the procedure for putting burley tobacco in the barn is that you cut each plant and spear it on a stick - you have a "tomahawk" and a "spear". you pick up each stick, jab it into the ground, cut the stalk and spear it, putting usually 5 or 6 plants on each stick. if you aren't a young guy, it'll kill your back. then you load it on wagon and take it to the barn.
bear in mind, you do this late in august, hottest time of the year. i was never very fast at it - i think it is a job which favors the tall and i ain't tall.
but once you did all the work involved in getting it to market, you knew pretty close to how much you were going to make. you generally sold your crop in november, so that's what bought Christmas. so much of the local economy was dependent on that tobacco check. new tv, refrigerator, automobile, farm equipment and about everything else.
i don't anything will ever quite replace it.
but the jobs i really hated most was factory work. i worked in 5 or 6 over the years and hated it, even when the work wasn't very hard. not for me.
Blackmore Fan
Friend of Leo's
25 years ago I took a Christmas job to have some additional money. It was as a salesman in a call center. We'd sell Time-Life Books for things like home improvement, celebrity biographies (the Marilyn Monroe one was popular), etc.
I took one look at their script, and lined thru half of their verbiage and made the pitch cut to the chase quickly. I was good at it. I was making $25 an hour back in 1995 in this part time evenings only job.
And I *hated* it. I went home at night feeling like dirt. I felt like I need a shower after a 3 hour shift.
I love the "sales" profession--its the backbone of a good economy. That didn't feel like sales to me. It felt like taking advantage of people's inability to say no.
I took one look at their script, and lined thru half of their verbiage and made the pitch cut to the chase quickly. I was good at it. I was making $25 an hour back in 1995 in this part time evenings only job.
And I *hated* it. I went home at night feeling like dirt. I felt like I need a shower after a 3 hour shift.
I love the "sales" profession--its the backbone of a good economy. That didn't feel like sales to me. It felt like taking advantage of people's inability to say no.
tlsmack
Tele-Afflicted
People ask me why I quit the restaurant biz….. I was not elite, but I was pretty good.
“Extreme suffering’ central to culture of elite kitchens” – study
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My first summer job was at a big RV dealership in VA. One of the main things I did was spit shine the new units before delivery to the customer. There was never time to run the ACs to cool the interiors and it was miserable hot with all the chemical aromas one might think of emanating from the early 1970s finishes, carpets, and plastics...makes my sinuses hurt just thinking about it.
AND THEN...there was the cleanup of used units before they could be put on the lot for display/show. All I can say about that is "people are pigs".
AND THEN...there was the cleanup of used units before they could be put on the lot for display/show. All I can say about that is "people are pigs".
The stupidest job I ever had was servicing shopping carts. We had a truck with a power washer and a bunch of replacement wheels.
All well and good but the owners didn’t schedule appointments. They just sent us out to various stores to ask the managers if they wanted service. Most didn’t.
I think I did it for a week.
All well and good but the owners didn’t schedule appointments. They just sent us out to various stores to ask the managers if they wanted service. Most didn’t.
I think I did it for a week.
teletail
Friend of Leo's
In the 70’s I took a job on the midnight shift on the line at a factory that made plastic products. The guy I was was working with asked me if I carried a knife and when I told him no he said I should get one. Apparently he didn’t have a problem with hippies, but some of the guys did. First break I walked out the front door and never came back. I’m a lover, not a fighter.
