Re: The 8 hours a day you could do without!

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!

Is that a "sea gull" an "eagle" or something from your abnormal site?
"If there's a better chin in the world than Pryor's, it has to be on Mount Rushmore." -Pat Putnam.
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