Worst job you have ever had?

Saving for Uni, working for a property company putting letters into envelopes...then taking them out again.

Reasonably soul-destroying, but easy work I guess.
 
Sales advisor for Comet. I'm just not cut out for that kind of gubbins. How can I convincingly sell someone an extended warranty when I know it's a load of cobblers.
 
On the flipside, the most cushty job I have ever had was life-guarding in Portsmouth in the summer.

Was about £7 an hour I think, council regulations said you had to work 30 mins, 30 mins off but got paid for the full hour. The pool I was life-guarding was the kiddies Lido (main one was shut for work being done on it) and later the kids pool in Paulsgrove, about 10ft x 10ft, 1ft deep at the 'deep end' so the most taxing 'save' was wandering in and righting up kids who had fallen over.

So when it was sunny, it involved sitting in the Sun all day, when it was cloudy, it was sitting doing literally nothing for the entire day.

Best job evah :cool: :p
 
Well a good mate of mine had had much worse than on here so far.

He used to work in a chicken farm and had to sex the baby chickens.

Basically had to take baby chickens out of the main pen, see if they had a peener or not, and then put them into their respective boxes. He said the noise was the worst bit, cheep cheep all day long.
 
I've had two jobs, my current post Uni full time job (Well, and a placement with a sister organisation) and I worked part time in computer games retail from when I left school to when I finished Uni.

Neither were particularly bad. Don't see the point in sticking at a 'bad' job.
 
i temped as a dustbin man at uni during holidays.... i lasted 3 days it was serious hard work i must have walked 30 miles, and bin juice.... yuck. I got a lot of respect for them guys now.
 
Worked at a sports shop, mainly just sporting out stock, serving people, was put on shoes most of the time as I had experience from clarks.... Hated every second, ended up kipping for 4 hours in the upstairs storage room, was nice and warm and no one ever found me lol.

ags
 
Kids today , honestly.. bunch of softies!!

When I was at college I used to pick turnips, broccoli, cabaggge, a few hours breaking your back in a field and then back to a shed to trim them up.

A nice change was what we called 'rouging' which was basically walking through grain fields weeding out any plant that wasnt the main crop.

On the plus side, we were allowed to get drunk on the job!
 
Not really had bad jobs as such, but the one that stands out for me was one I had back in 1988.

Working at a cycle factory, building new cycles. I got put on the wheel line, fitting inner tubes, the tyre then inflating them.
A couple of days in I was told I'd be doing this for the next month.
Thought about it for a bit & decided it's not the job for me & went home during dinner.

Week later I got a driving job which I stuck for 4 years before leaving for another haulage company where I worked for 11 years.

After 15 years in haulage I decided I'd done my bit & got out of it.
 
Ticketmaster call centre. I was supposed to average 3 minutes per call or less despite having to help people choose which seats they wanted, taking a payment and full address and then offering them other tickets/promotions.

You'd get people ringing you up saying "I'm visiting London, what tickets have you got for things going on in London" (The answer is about 700 events/places). Then you basically have to persuade them to do something you just picked at random because your call stats for the whole week will be screwed if you take them through even 5% of the options, each with multiple ticket types and a million combinations of seating options.

They designed the desks with high zig-zag partitions so you can't see anyone else while you work even though there are 300 other people on the open plan floor with you. Every now and again some one would phone through telling you they are in 'quality control' and they have been listening to your last 3-4 calls and asking you patronising open ended questions about how you could have done better.

You swipe your card and get into the building, sit at any free desk, login (if the computer is working) and then calls automatically come through to your headset. When the customer hangs up the next call comes through, nothing you can do to stop it apart from press a button for taking your break so if something needs sorting out or the system is playing up it comes out of your break time.

When I decided to quit (in the middle of my shift to avoid going on a rampage of hate and frustration before throwing myself out of the window) I had to search around for someone who might know what the procedure was for resigning but no-one knew and no-one could point me to anyone who'd been there for more than 3 months. I never met my 'team leader', I'm not sure he even existed.
 
I picked spuds out of the ground for £1.06 and hour a while back, this is not really a career move I thought when my back gave in after my 2000 spud.

I worked at Great Mills DIY in Ashford Middlesex while I was a student once and walked out the door after my 3rd Saturday doing the job. It was just so soul destroying.
 
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