What is the worst job you have ever worked?

[uppityperson]

"worst" is highly subjective and can be conditions, hours, wages, co-workers, etc etc etc.

[MrCoffee]

1. I was the softball retriever at a batting cage in Austin, TX one summer

That was pure agony.

[Jackpine Radical]

2. Infantry.

Particularly the part of it that involved bleeding into the ground for 24 cents an hour.

[lumberjack_jeff]

10. Win. n/t

[dixiegrrrrl]

63. Win of the month!

[JuniperLea]

3. Soda Jerk for $3.25 an hour...

Sears, in the record department, $3.75 an hour. Both jobs required standing on a slab floor for six or more hours a day. That's hard to take, even if you're only 15 or 16.

[Guy Whitey Corngood]

4. Rally's Burgers my first year in college. $4.25/hr (minimum). I sometimes worked the late shift

on weekends and got to enjoy seeing all the drunk ass students come in having a blast. I would get home around 6AM from that shit. Now, compared to others I'm sure I probably had a pretty good deal.

[Speck Tater]

5. Pizza Delivery Driver (in 1963)

First day on the job I backed the company delivery truck into the side of the boss's new Cadillac. It was not my finest moment.

[BlueCheese]

77. A story like that requires elaboration.

Please share...

[TwilightGardener]

6. Discount department stores. Fast food. The usual crap.

[qb]

7. When I was 14 I got a job removing chickens (many of them diseased) from crates on a truck

and stuffing them into crates above conveyor belts that collect the eggs they lay.
My clothing had to be thrown out.

[Connie_Corleone]

8. Besides the current one...

Working at a printing company where I had to stand on my feet the entire shift, work every day during their busy months and only got a 15 minute lunch. No breaks. Obviously they didn't have a union.

[Tierra_y_Libertad]

9. 4 infinely long, boring, and valueless years in the Marine Crotch.

[uppityperson]

11. Burger joint, replaced a person who had slipped on the greasy floor, hand into deep fat fryer

It paid $1.60/hr and I lasted a week in which I managed to become manager.

Fun minimum wage chart http://www.infoplease.com/ipa/A0774473.html

[NightWatcher]

12. Janitor at a hospital operating the biological incinerator ( when I was 16)

I had a gallon of placenta and afterbirth spill all over me

[Mz Pip]

13. Swing shift

in a factory that made the tops to spray cans. It was loud, repetitive and boring work. My father insisted that I take the job so I would see the importance of finishing college.

[corkhead]

14. dishwasher at a Chinese restaurant

when I was introduced to my workstation, I literally dry heaved.

[barbtries]

15. when i was 17

and still in high school, i got a job working graveyard in a plastics factory. lasted 3 weeks. it was so loud we had to wear earplugs and the bottles came off the line so hot that we wore holes in our gloves daily (nightly). even so i would fall asleep at my post. my school attendance sucked because when i got home at 7 am i would get in the shower, lay down and pass out with the water falling on me until it turned cold, even though my mother would be pounding on the door telling me to go to school.

[Donnachaidh]

16. fish cannery - packing sardines

One of the main reasons why I -won't- eat canned sardines - ever. Crappy pay, crappy hours, disgusting working conditions. :puke:

[chelsea0011]

17. I worked for a chemical company that probably broke every OSHA and safety rules imaginable

[stopbush]

18. Digging foundations by shovel for a housing project.

What the backhoe couldn't trim off I got to do. Took a bus from Manhattan out to Jersey for that one. 6am start time in the late Fall - I was lucky if the thermometer hit 35. I'm surprised I lasted a week.

Still, a better job than getting shot at.

[DJ13]

19. Packing sheet glass straight out of the furnance

15 tons per 8 hour shift (per person), rotating shifts (4-12:30am, 12-8:30am, 8-4:30pm), mandatory overtime (4 hours), no air conditioning in the 100+ summers, no heat in the 30 winters.

And the glass is made at a constant rate, the thinner it was coming out of the furnace the faster it came down the line.

[Tommy_Carcetti]

20. Lifeguarding job where my boss essentially told me I was too stupid to get a scholarship.

Truly one of the most horrible persons I've ever personally come across. Nasty inside and out.

The great thing though was I did get a scholarship, and I decided to mail her a copy of the letter awarding the scholarship to rub it in her face.

[closeupready]

21. A Chinese restaurant in a college town.

First day of work, manager was 'faggot this' and 'faggot that'. I'm gay and took great offense, but kept my mouth shut. 40 minutes after starting, I asked for an early lunch. Ate, took off my uniform, dumped it on the floor, walked out the back door and never looked back.

[givemebackmycountry]

22. Making Dildos - I'm serious.

When I lived in Denver I had a string of jobs that we're less than desirable.
I worked for about eight weeks in this place that made plastic and rubber products.
Things like hand grips for cheap tools or cheap bikes.
Anything that could be poured into a mold and then cooled and shipped was fair game.
In my third week, I was the guy that popped these products out of the molds and placed them neatly in big boxes.

1000 of these, a 1000 of those, and then one day, here came the dildos!

I was smoking a lot of dope back then, and I'm glad I was because as I think back on it...
I'm admitting to you all that back in the 80's my job was taking 1000 eight inch flesh colored dildos and packing them into a box.
I wonder where they all are now?

[RadiationTherapy]

29. I had a similar gig. I had to quit because the plaster was SO COLD.

hahahahahaha.

[EmeraldCityGrl]

43. During the 70's I found myself living

in a town surrounded by a farming community. There were few options
for employment in my field so I took a job as a poultry salesperson.
I sold chickens during the day and worked nights as a cocktail waitress.

Good times, good times. :P

[barbtries]

57. not to mention where they've been

in the interim. hehe

[Stevenmarc]

80. You would think that it would be a stimulating job

[guitar man]

23. It's a 3 way tie

between:

Cleaning out livestock semi trailers they hauled pigs in

Cleaning out oil storage tanks

Sandblasting offshore drilling rigs

Hot, stinky, nasty and in the case of the last two often dangerous work. Good thing I was young, tough and strong when I did them.... x(

[liberal N proud]

24. Digging ditch

No really, digging ditches. I worked for a few months on a construction company putting in a new sewer line. I was the guy in the ditch behind the backhoe and ahead of the boom lowering the tile. The pay wasn't that great either.

It was during a year I was sitting out of school on academic suspension. Talk about a job that would get you straightened out, working in the heat in a trench in knee deep mud. I went back to school and studied my ass off so I wouldn't have to do that again.

I thought working in a meat processing plant wasn't as bad even though it was hot, and greasy.

[booley]

25. It's a tie

First was canvasser for a home remodeling company

Walking around all day, door to door, people being as rude as they can to you while you try to sell them crappy products.

And I got paid on commission so no sale meant I had wasted that entire day. Not that I would necessarily know it since I only set up the appointment for the sales man. So even if I got appointments, if he didn't make sales I didn't get paid.

The second was the Baskin Robbins in Warrensbug Mo. for completely different reasons.

The job itself wasn't' bad. But the asst. manager got a bug up her ass about me for some reason. Screwed my schedule so I was working every day of the week while I was in school. When I asked to work 5 days so I could have a week day off, she put me down for no hours (and I needed that job to eat)

One night she comes in (she never worked nights) and spent that entire time trying to pick a fight with me. When I didn't rise the challenge, she calls the manager (her mother) and gets me fired for my "attitude"

I never did figure out what her problem was. But it did teach me a valuable lesson. I put up with her shit thinking if I went along and tried not to make waves, whatever problem she had with me would settle on it's own. Obviously that's NOT how it worked out.

[Edweird]

26. Cleaning port-a-potties on construction sites.

[Historic NY]

37. Phew!!!!

[cali]

27. I worked on an assembly line in a factory in South Boston

it was brutal. Open large containers of solvents and other nasty toxic chemicals. They broke the windows in the ladies so it was frigid.

I got really ill working there, weighed under a 100 pounds after 5 months on the job.

[eShirl]

28. it's a tie between labor at a bindery, and (natural casing) weiner whacker at a hotdog factory

The bindery labor was harder on my body, but the smell the from hotdogs, bologna, etc became nauseating and stayed in my hair and clothes so I brought it home with me, plus I couldn't eat hotdogs for like two years afterward. (However, the factory did provide all the odd-shaped hotdogs we could eat FREE with buns in the lunchroom.)

[TlalocW]

30. This will be a long one...

I had been laid off earlier this decade from a computer programming job (right when Bush took office) and couldn't find another for over a year. During that time, I took a job doing tech support for Sprint phones. Maybe my soul is easily crushed, but that just turned into the most soul-crushing job I've ever had. In the beginning, we had two weeks of training which required that we got there at 7 a.m. (not a problem) but would never get started any sooner than 8:30 a.m. because the instructor was never prepared with subject matter, never checked equipment beforehand to see if they were working, etc. I finally starting bringing in books to read or would surf the net even though we were told not to. Everyday during our breaks I would call placement agencies, desperately looking for some kind of work that would keep me awake/mentally stimulated.

Finally got on the job, and the manager was a holier-than-thou bully - the first thing he told us was to not mention his name outside the company because he didn't want his ex-wife finding out where he worked because he didn't want to pay support.

Oh, and this was just after the Do Not Call list had been created so while we were helping people on the phone, we were expected to try and upgrade them on their services. We were expected to maintain a certain percentage of calls that we did that on, and the different teams were in weekly contests to see who did it the most. The manager was highly competitive and got mad at us every week for not doing more to help him win a prize. After about the third week of our losing, and his asking us why we didn't try harder, I piped up with something like, "Because you're a jerk that uses these meetings to berate people, make fun of people, and call us names. Hell, you purposely made one girl cry last week. And after doing stuff like that, you quote scripture like that's going to make us admire you. We don't give a damn about your winning that contest." Of course, I got yelled at and got in trouble.

Along the way of mind-numbingly helping drunk people figure out how to download the latest ringtones and having management go back on a few promises to me, I stopped caring. I would still help people, but I never bothered with trying to upgrade them. When my boss got on to me about it, saying as an employee I was obligated to do this and was breaking an agreement with the company, I gave a smart-ass comment that management (him) had broken two promises to me so I figured I was just following corporate policy. Got yelled at and in trouble.

I finally just quit one day in the middle of my shift. The boss was shell-shocked for a few moments, which allowed me to quickly get to the elevator banks, push a button to an elevator (luckily one was one our floor). I jumped in and pushed the 1st floor button and jumped out. I then went into the stairwell and climbed one floor. I could hear my boss running and cursing to the elevator banks in time to see the door close on the elevator I summoned. He barged into the stairwell and started running down the stairs - all 22 stories to try and catch me in the parking lot. After he had gotten quite a few floors down, I leisurely walked down myself. He wasn't anywhere to be seen when I came out the building (probably already had gone back up in an elevator).

I then went into training for approving personal ads for Yahoo, which changed to tech support for DirecTV after Yahoo decided to pull out, which wasn't as soul-crushing and got another programming job after a few months.

TlalocW

[Silent3]

31. Tough one. Cleaning a printing press has to be up there.

Fortunately it was a short-term temp job: 10 hours a day for six days, contorting into difficult and uncomfortable positions while breathing solvent fumes to clean away layers of accumulated ink.

Another temp job at a copy shop wasn't very physically demanding or uncomfortable, but it would have driven me crazy from intense boredom if it had gone on too long. Some natural foods store was going through an audit. We had box full after box full after box full of little stacks of stapled-together receipts. Each stack had to be unstapled, each individual receipt copied, then originals and copies had to be stapled back together.

It took just enough concentration on what I was doing that I couldn't completely let my mind wander and tune out from the tedious repetitiveness of the task without screwing up and missing something. Maybe if iPods had existed back then, and if I could have afforded one at the time, the work might have been a little less mind numbingly dull.

The only job I ever quit was at a place that manufactured dot matrix printers (remember those?). I was supposed to be inspecting parts for defects, but they kept speeding up the production line until it was impossible for me to actually do the job I was supposed to be doing. I didn't even last a full day at that job before I threw up my hands in frustration and quit. Unlike the famous "I Love Lucy" chocolate factory sketch, nothing passing by in front of me was edible. :)

[Rainbowreflect]

32. Cleaning out vans after they were returned at a rental place.

Let us just say that a lot of people rent vans to party in on their road trips and they were often left very, very messy.

[EC]

33. Selling cheap furniture in a store that was way over priced

it was hard to justify the prices to customers that thought because of the stores prior reputation that they had good stuff...but as happens so often the kids took over the business and started buying cheap merchandise and marking it at the same prices as the good stuff they used to carry...

[Reader Rabbit]

34. Wrapping the Sunday L.A. Times to be delivered, 3am–6am

I was only 13, and I didn't last long at that one. Sleep deprivation is not a good thing for teenagers!

[Dulcinea]

35. Telemarketing absolutely has to be the worst job ever.

I did it for 2 summers in college. I have never done anything so mind-numbing. To this day I have no interest in sales.

[Champion Jack]

36. Carrying buckets of gunpowder between buildings at a bomb factory

had to wear an anti-static bracelet in case of errant sparks .
I only lasted 2 days.
2nd worst was running the french fry machine at McDonald's.

[raccoon]

38. 2 contenders for the honor: textile mill. Hard work, boring as hell,

dye or chemicals in the air made your eyes burn. But good money for a teenage kid.

(2) Blue Cross of SC. A bull pen, boring work, most people had an attitude. I'd rather be dead than work there.

[HuckleB]

39. Digging/basic masonry in the desert of Arizona.

[d_r]

40. assistant in the meat department at winn dixie

I got to take the saws and hamburger grinders apart and clean them every day.

[tabbycat31]

41. 2 of them

One was at a dog kennel. I was looking for something that I could interact with the animals and read a great deal about this company before applying there.

I wound up hired to clean up dog shit all day and was not allowed to interact with the dogs. I wound up lasting a week.

The second was an inbound call center for a collection agency dealing with calls after we sent out a bunch of nasty letters. I lasted 6 months giving me notice after someone called me the c-word over the phone (this word rhymes with hunt) before I could even say hi. My friends and family told me that job was making me bitter and nasty.

[sylvi]

42. Well, I picked tobacco for $11 a day

which was top pay back in 1970. Got "bear-caught" once from that (heat exhaustion). Worked in a sawmill - loud, hot, heavy work for shit pay. Worked as a laborer at a phosphate processing plant, shoveling up spills and cleaning out phosphoric acid tanks with a firehose in the dead of winter. Cooked in a fast-food chicken joint for about a year. All pretty crappy jobs.

[Stinky The Clown]

44. Selling "freezer plans" in a boiler room after school when I was in high school.

We got the minimum wage (can't recall what it was), and $25 commission if an appointment we arranged resulted in a successful sale for the salesman who kept it.

[Bluerthanblue]

45. packaging christmas cards on an assembly line

standing on a concrete floor while 7mos pregnant 8hrs. a day for 4.60 an hour.

For a myriad of reasons-

[Tracer]

46. Make-work job at the DPW at 16 ...

... typing and retyping lists of DPW trucks.

Like they never heard of a copier machine.

[Gemini Cat]

47. Janitor at a tavern.

It was a job during college. I worked for about six months in a college tavern. This was back when 18 year olds could drink. Lets just say I saw things. Many, many unpleasent things.
It didn't turn me into an orange boner type however.

[adigal]

48. Chambermaid at 11 and 12 years old - cleaned up after Hell's Angels

both years. Thirty men in 3 rooms. I will NEVER forget this.

[donco]

49. When I came out of the USMC I got this job at

a local machine shop running a Mill. My machine was by a window and I could watch the local scene thru the window. Being single and unattached it didn’t hurt that the sidewalk that was in front of my window lead to a local Community Collage. There were a few hot chicks going to and fro but my supervisor seen that I was enjoying the scenery and fearing that it would effect my production of widgets, proceeded to call maintenance and painted the friggen window…black. I quit a week later.:wtf:

[BakedAtAMileHigh]

50. I was a mall Santa in college

and was peed on at least three times every six-hour shift.

I'm always surprised when people ask me why I don't have children.

[flvegan]

51. Probably my big paper route when I was a kid.

365 days a year, Christmas morning included. Honest-to-God uphill both ways. Seriously, half uphill, half downhill...the return was then half uphill, half downhill. Massachusetts winters, dodging snowplows and uncleared driveways and sidewalks. 4 months of the year it was dark when I delivered my papers. I had some customers on credit for a month at a time (I had to pay my invoice each week).

And when you're 10 years old, 50 Sunday papers full of ads and crap kinda sucks.

[gmoney]

72. I didn't mind my paper route...

it was a morning paper, so I sort of had the world to myself being out that early. With my little AM radio (back when there was music on AM) it wasn't bad. And Ohio winters were just as bad as Massachusetts.

Of course, look at you now flvegan... carrying all those Sunday papers really built you up!

[TlalocW]

75. At 10 years old that sucks. As a teenager, it's a good job

In 5th grade, my dad came to me and asked me what I would think if he bought me a "little motorcycle." Being the computer nerd that I was, I was ambivalent, but he bought one... actually a mo-ped is what he meant. So my brother and I played on it in the backyard (we had a big backyard) for a year then he bought another one and got us both jobs as paperboys. I had the route with the most customers but smallest area in town (a classmate who lived next door eventually took over the third route in town). Up every morning at 3 but back to bed at 4 (except Sundays), 365 days a year in all kinds of weather, but I think it was better than having an after school job. I actually have a lot of good memories about the job, especially after I quit and went to college. My first semester there, I would wake up at 3:15 a.m. in my dorm room, sit straight up in bed and think it was time to throw papers. I would then look around, sigh contentedly, and go back to bed. :)

Twenty years later, I can still throw a paper with my left (non-dominant hand) and land it where I want - on a sidewalk, just in front of a sleeping cat, etc.

TlalocW

[NNN0LHI]

52. Working at the Ford Stamping Plant that I retired from

I remember the first day I walked in there and I said to myself soon as I can retire out of this hell hole I was going to.

Dangerous(A stamping plant is one of the most dangerous places to work at), hot(On a day like today when it is 20 degrees outside it is probably over a 100 degrees inside the factory), noisy(Just like standing next to a freight train going by at full speed).

OSHA even hated coming in there. And that is the upstairs. Most of our work was in the basement(OSHA never went down there), where it was a lot hotter, noisier and dangerous. We weren't even allowed to go down there by ourselves. Had to be in pairs. That is where all the scrap conveyors were located so if you accidentally fell down and into one unconscious you would be in the baler before you knew it. You would come out stuck inside one of those square bales of steel you see going by on the train cars sometimes.

Then we had to work on the cranes too. More dangerous stuff. Imagine walking around on top of a moving crane bridge or trolley covered with an inch of grease about a hundred feet up in the air. That is what we had to do. My nerves couldn't take it any more.

Don

[WilliamPitt]

53. Skimming shit off the top of a large open-air cesspool

using a pool skimmer, in a rowboat.

Yes, that happened.

[Blue_In_AK]

54. My worst job was working for the warranty department

of Toyota. My job was to notify people why Toyota wasn't going to honor their warranty -- usually because they owned the car a day past the time when the warranty expired. I really hated that job.

No, on second thought, my worst job was for a couple of oil geologists in Denver right after I graduated from college (1968). One of them wasn't too bad, but the other one, a greasy sleazy guy of about 40, literally used to come up behind me and try to kiss my neck when I was working. There were times when I -- again, literally -- had to put the desk between him and me to keep his hands off me. One day they took me to lunch -- AT THE TOPLESS BAR ACROSS THE STREET.

Today I'd be a millionaire if we had the laws then that we have now. I was forced to quit after just a couple of months because I couldn't take it anymore.

[TransitJohn]

55. Building snowfence in Wyoming in November.

I took my money, and hit Dead Shows in San Diego, LA, and Oakland, and Jerry Band shows in San Jose and San Fran.

[XOKCowboy]

65. Was that along I-80?

If so they were replacing all of them this summer. That would be a heckuva job with the legendary Wyoming Wind. In November it had to be brutal.

[47of74]

56. Cafeteria job

I worked at a cafeteria for about 4.5 years. God it sucked. The manager was a real jerk. Every place I have worked since then he would've probably been fired if not arrested for his behavior. Those who worked during the evening would ask the morning people what sort of mood he was in to see if we'd have to walk on eggshells or not. It was a bit better at work on days when he was not there. Many nights my clothes and feet were soaked. We would get slammed with customers and the manager refused to have enough people to properly cover the place. I spent the last two years there searching for a new job, but I finally got to the point where I decided enough was enough and quit. It took me a little over a month to find a new job, but I was able to scrape by until I was hired by Wal-Mart. And Wal-Mart was a trillion times better than that cafeteria. The manager was much nicer, and much calmer when things went wrong.

[LuckyTheDog]

58. Janitor at a Kmart

When it comes to learning humility, there is nothing quite like scrubbing a toilet in a Kmart rest room.

[rug]

59. Holy crap! Look at some of the jobs in this thread!

Placenta burner?

Diseased chicken remover?

:scared:

There's a half dozen short stories right here.

K&R

[Iggo]

60. Dishwasher.

[mochajava666]

61. Picking worms out of shit at a parasitology lab

I also had to kill and gut puppies, as well as kill over 200 chickens a day by snapping their necks.

[Liberal_in_LA]

62. No job I've had even comes close....

[mochajava666]

67. I only lasted about 3 1/2 months before my nightmares forced me

to quit after my experiments were done.

I would walk to the lab where the walkway was littered with carcasses of dogs, pigs, cows, etc,. with their legs sticking up in the air. It was pretty surreal, but if you have ever eaten chicken, pork or beef, or had you pet dewormed, you're welcome.

I went into the president's office and said that I always imagined protesting outside a place like this instead of working for it. He liked me, and appreciated my effort, so he made a few calls and got me a chemistry job in an analytical lab. 30 years later, I'm still working in chemistry, although I was a Biology major in college.

[Obamanaut]

64. Shoe store. nt

[L. Coyote]

66. Political aide

all those felonies made me nervous :rofl:

[Withywindle]

68. Three words:

Giant lobster costume.

[uppityperson]

69. Again, thank you everyone for replying, this is a list of jobs that make me go "ewww"

[OneTenthofOnePercent]

70. McDonald's (grill-guy/burger-flipper)... it's the little details.

The worst part of the job is the grease. Everything, especially the floor, in the kitchen of a McDonalds is coated in this thin-invisible later of grease. It's so noticable that I think the grease is viscous enough to actually make the floor less slippery than if it were only a lightly greased. After working there for a shift your clothes smell of this grease, it's all over shoes, in your hair, your skin feels greasy and it clogs every pore. Literally, you must wash your mcdonalds uniform separate from other clothing and dedicate socks/underwear/shoes to wear solely at mcdonalds because the grease permeates and taints them. It's not so bad out in the customer area because of the ventilation system setups... but if you spend along time where the food is prepared it's also disgusting. Add on top of that that 70% of the other employees there are quite literally of sub-standard ability, mental capacity, or motivation and the managers acting like big shots to lower employees. I worked there a few months and did not miss the job or the paycheck when I just stopped showing up one day.

The only good part of working there is that you learn what's safest to order.

This was my worst job... and that's coming from somebody who worked landscaping, road construction, as a shop boy (bitch) for a construction, and in a laundry room at a college athletic facility. Have you ever washed a college football/baseball/wresling teams' uniforms, jock straps, socks, and underwear? Ever scrape & clean out the back of an asphalt layer with a rag and bucket of deisel fuel? Yes, McDonald's is worse than this.

[gmoney]

71. I was a senior partner at Goldman Sachs

And let me tell you, the UNCERTAINTY of not knowing the top marginal tax rate was HELL... it took another $30 million bonus to ease the pain.

:sarcasm:

[Sen. Walter Sobchak]

73. Sorting disgusting returns at a department store

My career had been floundering for years when I was hired as "Internal Audit Manager - Supply Chain" by a major department store chain. So I was absolutely ecstatic until I had to sort by manufacturer the returned soiled garments. Which usually were stained with urine, shit, cum, menstrual blood, vomit or some combination there-of. Before taking that job I would have guessed women would be too embarrassed to return garments with menstrual blood, seamen or shit on them, but it turns out they aren't.

The best part was that certain manufactures would do their own audits - to make sure the returns we were seeking credits for were indeed unsalable and we were not ripping them off. This was easily the most disgusting part of the job, since it required laying out the soiled clothing that had been festering for weeks or months.

At this point far and away the most offensive smell was the stale vomit. The designer reps who ended up doing this were always delighted - since they didn't think it should be part of their job either. After less than a minute one such rep turned to me and said "Your customers are fucking pigs" he then left me with about half a dozen signed blank audit sheets and said he was never coming back to our location and to write whatever the fuck I like and just fax them in.

[last_texas_dem]

74. Grocery store cashier

You're expected to do your job as quickly as possible (or be, essentially, put on probation for not pulling enough "scans per minute"; they've got a machine monitoring these), while being "friendly" to everyone (even completely rude assholes who deserve nothing of the sort).

You get to stand in an uncomfortable, slightly hunched-over position for hours on end. You get paid 25 cents an hours over minimum wage (at least when/where I worked). You actually prefer the occasional opportunity to help the carryout guys round shopping carts in 95 degree heat over standing still inside the air-conditioned store.

Yeah, that job sucked.

[Glassunion]

76. Sadly enough it was my one and only union job.

It took a while for that stigma to ware off of me. The union that I was a member of was corrupt and the root of the issue. I avoided union jobs at all costs after that.

[SoCalDem]

78. Assembly-line at Hallmark Cards (think Lucy @ candy factory, but with feathers & glue

and sparkles...

[onethatcares]

79. picking fly crap out of pepper, then my eyes went.

I don't think I've ever had a job I hated or considered being "worse".