The 8 hours a day you could do without!
I was just thinking last night that i'm only 26, but i've worked at like 15 different places since I turned 17.. And I got thinking what would be my - Most Interesting Job & my Worst Job..
Most Interesting Job
(I have a tie)
1. Private Investigator and Process server i.e. serving court summons on people... I once had to follow a quite attractive lady around for 2 weeks for a guy who thought his girlfriend was cheating on him.... She wasn't by the way, but he paid $50 an hour, times 11 hours a day, times 14 days... I often think if that was me, would I be happy she wasn't cheating, or pissed off she wasn't cheating and I wasted that much money to find out nothing...
Serving summons on people also let me meet some pretty "interesting/fucking weird" people as well...
2. Staff member at a Drag Strip... On a hot summer night, standing right on the start line between 2 Funny Cars or Top Fuel Dragsters at full revs, Nitro fumes burning my nostrils and eyes, pressing the trigger to start 2 cars hurling down the drag strip at 300 mph in 4 1/2 seconds,,,,, that was freakin awesome... I was only 17 then as well... O0
Worst Job
Waitering at a wedding on New Years Eve '04 for no money at all (I was scammed out of being paid)..
New years Eve I worked from 7:30am to 3:00am the next morning.. Went home for 3 hours sleep... Then got back to work at 7:30 again and finished at 5pm New Years Day.... Did I mention I was not paid for this???? They were highly understaffed and we had to relocate 20 tables and fuck knows how many chairs from an upstairs hall, down stairs, to an outside dining area, at 2am after already working 18 hours straight. I won't even mention how fucked washing all the dishes was between TWO people.. I also added up, between my like, 35 hours working, I had exactly 40 minutes break time, and 1 meal... I quit 4 days later.
Alright, your turn now! I'm sure a few of you would have had your 'hand in the shit' so to speak at some stage of your life to make a quid.
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Most Interesting Job
Right now at twenty I'm sitting at my desk. I've been here for six months. A head Enginner has just asked me to do him a big favour and correct his work for him, he's been here six years ^-^ I love being a Quantity Surveyor, it's all precision being correct and keeping your head...
Another favourite job of mine was working in a furniture shop, used to move and deliver furniture every day, travelled all over the country in a little truck dropping of furniture and getting tips. Surprisingly strenuous physical work, but man it was fun!
Worst Job
At 17 working as a bar man at a hotel. I signed on to be a barman yet my job included lifting tables, acting as security until 3 am, carpark attendent and even exterminator. It was a shambles which ended when having worked a shift from 8am to 11.30pm I had to start at 7.30am the next morning and upon arrival I was accused of being late, It was the only job I ever quit and the only job that I truely hateed every moment of every day.
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Most Interesting Job
Driving the street sweeper
Worst Job
Being a concrete finisher for only $8.00 an hour.
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Worst Jobs.
Stacking shelves at 16 for £1.50 an hour. I was once sent to pick up a trolley that had been dumped about a mile from the store. My boss told me I had to wear my gray overall but I could remove my tie as it was a scorching hot summers day. As a complete fucktard I walked the whole mile in sweltering heat with my overall on and the on way back a seagle shit on me.
Packing fish in a stinking fish factory. I hated the other staff. The first day I arrived my co worker sent me to ask the boss for a 'long weight'. He said 'Hold on I'll go and get it for you' and I was left there standing like a twat for 30 minutes. Another day they sent me to this crazy huge guy who looked just like Tank Abbot to ask him for some 'H & G Sprats'. H & G means headless and gutted and sprats are about the size of tadpoles so obviously another cruel taunt. The crates were also crawling with those harvest man daddy longlegs spiders which I very foolishly told people I hated. Strangely enough after that I would always be looking down onto my shoulder and would see one sitting there prompting to rip my clothes off to howls of laughter from the low IQ guys I had to work with.
Working in a trifle making factory. I stood on a production line making sure the cream and jam went into the cups correctly. I also made cardboard boxes.
My best Job.
Getting cancer! Seriously being told I would never have to work again was the greatest day of my fucking life! :D
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Originally Posted by Bilbo
Worst Jobs.
Stacking shelves at 16 for £1.50 an hour. I was once sent to pick up a trolley that had been dumped about a mile from the store. My boss told me I had to wear my gray overall but I could remove my tie as it was a scorching hot summers day. As a complete fucktard I walked the whole mile in sweltering heat with my overall on and the on way back a seagle S*** on me.
Packing fish in a stinking fish factory. I hated the other staff. The first day I arrived my co worker sent me to ask the boss for a 'long weight'. He said 'Hold on I'll go and get it for you' and I was left there standing like a twat for 30 minutes. Another day they sent me to this crazy huge guy who looked just like Tank Abbot to ask him for some 'H & G Sprats'. H & G means headless and gutted and sprats are about the size of tadpoles so obviously another cruel taunt. The crates were also crawling with those harvest man daddy longlegs spiders which I very foolishly told people I hated. Strangely enough after that I would always be looking down onto my shoulder and would see one sitting there prompting to rip my clothes off to howls of laughter from the low IQ guys I had to work with.
Working in a trifle making factory. I stood on a production line making sure the cream and jam went into the cups correctly. I also made cardboard boxes.
My best Job.
Getting cancer! Seriously being told I would never have to work again was the greatest day of my F****** life! :D
Is that a "sea gull" an "eagle" or something from your abnormal site?
Re: The 8 hours a day you could do without!
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Originally Posted by boozeboxer
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Originally Posted by Bilbo
Worst Jobs.
Stacking shelves at 16 for £1.50 an hour. I was once sent to pick up a trolley that had been dumped about a mile from the store. My boss told me I had to wear my gray overall but I could remove my tie as it was a scorching hot summers day. As a complete fucktard I walked the whole mile in sweltering heat with my overall on and the on way back a seagle S*** on me.
Packing fish in a stinking fish factory. I hated the other staff. The first day I arrived my co worker sent me to ask the boss for a 'long weight'. He said 'Hold on I'll go and get it for you' and I was left there standing like a twat for 30 minutes. Another day they sent me to this crazy huge guy who looked just like Tank Abbot to ask him for some 'H & G Sprats'. H & G means headless and gutted and sprats are about the size of tadpoles so obviously another cruel taunt. The crates were also crawling with those harvest man daddy longlegs spiders which I very foolishly told people I hated. Strangely enough after that I would always be looking down onto my shoulder and would see one sitting there prompting to rip my clothes off to howls of laughter from the low IQ guys I had to work with.
Working in a trifle making factory. I stood on a production line making sure the cream and jam went into the cups correctly. I also made cardboard boxes.
My best Job.
Getting cancer! Seriously being told I would never have to work again was the greatest day of my F****** life! :D
Is that a "sea gull" an "eagle" or something from your abnormal site?
Ha a sea gull that would be.
