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What was the worst job you ever did?

MonkeyWrench

My worst job had to be in Oz where i had to get up about 4:30 in the morning to stand out side a hostel in the middle of nowhere to be greeted by a neanderthal like australia farmer with a beard down to his ankles who would drive me to his banana farm. Upon arrival i would be then confronted with his horny leg raping bulldog and shown the field where i would have to lug bananas onto a trailor for 10 hours for about 10 dollars per hour. the stack of bananas i would have to drag to the trailor would be the home to rats, snakes, spiders and 101 types of animal faetal matter. Fantastic! i think i'll apply for Alan Sugars apprentice job when it comes around again....
anyone else have any horror stories?

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youcancallmeal

Worked in a Dog/Cat Food factory in Walkinstown when I was 17. First half of the day would spent stacking up pallets with crates of tins that were coming of an assembly line, It was pure back breaking trying to keep up with the crates coming of the line and only one 15 minute break in 4 hours of non stop physical labor. Second half of the day was horrendous. Freshly cooked Dogfood was being tinned by a machine and then coming off an assembly line to be packed by us into boxes. Around 1 in every ten tins wasn't sealed properly and they would sometime explode hot dogfood all over you.

Most of it was tolerable but the real killer with this job was the smell. To this I cant forget the smell of that place :eek:

mikemac

mickymg2003 wrote:

Emptying the bottle bins in a pub...dreadful job, god knows what you'd catch. Never again will i work in a pub.

Did this. Don't forget about the wasps in the summer if you're doing this outside.

Worked as an assistant in a slaughterhouse for two months. Picking up loose meat scraps and throwing offal into skips. Also mopping up blood.
Even helped out in the killing part. Its known as the kill zone.
One day two Polish lads locked me in huge deep-freeze room for a hour once for a laugh. Walked out that day.

Some people laugh at me when I'm now a vegetarian.
Would you go vegetarian after this job?

PowerHouseDan

My worse job was working in Gloria Jeans.. there was alot of Non nationals working there this American girl i remember the most and they were screwing her big time with wages, i told her and she told them where to go. The main reason i hated the job is because the Manager was a "itch i hated her she had no respect for anything or anyone... It like slavery

Ruu_Old

Plucked a few turkeys for a while at Christmas time, im sure a good few have done that too. Slippery skinned baxtards

tman

kitchen porter in an indian restaurant. i only lasted 1 night...
the clincher came at the end of the night. the owner handed me a pair of marigolds and a potscrub and said "now, we scrub the toilets" with a big **** eating grin plastered across his face.
theres no way in hell i'm ever going to clean someone elses toilet, let alone one that's used by the public! so i just said "nah, this is where i quit" and walked out (stealing a bottle of beer on my way iirc:p )

the bastard never did pay me for that day!

rainbow kirby

My first job, working in Super Valu in Firhouse when I was 15. That was absolute exploitation. Money was sh*te and the managers treated us like crap all the time. Girls weren't even allowed to wear trousers to work in that branch until about a year after I left.

Dont be at yourself

Worst job was in Tom Stanley's Newsagents. Manager was an absolute wagon. Some scummer accused me of short-changing him €50, I was adamant that I didn't, she pretty much called me a liar, tills were down €50 at the end of the day and she gave everyone a bollocking. Wagon.

DEmeant0r

I was a door-to-door salesman, selling subscriptions or some crap... We had to go to Ennis on a bus with which we had to pay with our pockets. I was also in on a training trial period, meaning I would get a tiny lumpsum after the week, and then i'd be on commission after that. Anyways, I quit after three days as I couldn't handle going to ennis at 11am and coming back at 10pm every day, dunno how I even lasted three days.

slipss

LundiMardi wrote:

Worked for Allied Foods in Cookstown, working in the cold stores filling up trucks with Ice Cream.

Absolutely horrible job! You had to wear what was essentially a jump suit, i'm a big guy so they didn't have one to fit me, so what i was wearing was essentially a ****ing cat suit! They had no boots in my size so i was wearing my normal runners, plus loading those trucks was absolutely back breaking, and it's not made any easier when you can barely move because of what you're wearing. Oh yeah, and it was a 5pm-2am shift, so when you're going to work, everyone else is going home.

Needless to say, i left in the middle of my second shift, walked into the jax, struggled to get that ****ing jump suit off, left it in the jax and walked home, i remember being so so happy on my way home:)

Yeah did that,
i did the Friday, Sunday, Bank Holiday shifts 8 till 5.30, lol really hated it too, for so many reasons, they misplaced my clock cards one week and refused to pay me so I robbed everything that wasn't nailed down for the following 6 months, frozen turkeys, about 100 different type of ice creams, crates of bud light, peas, mixed veg, donegal catch, the lot, they started to have meetings about all the stock that was going missing in the sixth month, but by then I had another job so I walked out (with a turkey under each arm, it was coming up to christmass). How I was never caught considering the brazeness of it all still baffles me, i mean I reckon I could have drove out of there on one of the fork lifts and got away with it. They refused to pay me 112 quid, and I robbed about 10 grands worth of product over six months.

Do you think that makes us even? Or was it overkill?

blu_sonic

i hope they don't try to find your ip and try track you down ya big criminal mastermind. lol

Agent Smith

I Used to Work for a Taxi company, Used to do the 10pm till 6am shift. Apart from the time, one of the women i worked with couldnt talk, She thought that the radio hand-piece was her mega-phone.... Annoying enough, without dickheads threating you for not getting them a taxi in 30 seconds, ( i'm a marked man aparently)

I worked there a year and a half

Dave!

slipss wrote:

Yeah did that,
i did the Friday, Sunday, Bank Holiday shifts 8 till 5.30, lol really hated it too, for so many reasons, they misplaced my clock cards one week and refused to pay me so I robbed everything that wasn't nailed down for the following 6 months, frozen turkeys, about 100 different type of ice creams, crates of bud light, peas, mixed veg, donegal catch, the lot, they started to have meetings about all the stock that was going missing in the sixth month, but by then I had another job so I walked out (with a turkey under each arm, it was coming up to christmass). How I was never caught considering the brazeness of it all still baffles me, i mean I reckon I could have drove out of there on one of the fork lifts and got away with it. They refused to pay me 112 quid, and I robbed about 10 grands worth of product over six months.

Do you think that makes us even? Or was it overkill?

Stealing frozen turkeys ftw!

Nice work!

~Leanne~

@slipss - hahahaha good man!!

impr0v

worked in a precast concrete factory on a shift from 7am until 6pm for 3 weeks during a summer while at college. Developed a 40 a day habit because it was the only way to make things bearable. The place was run like a stalin-esque labour camp, even mentioning a union was an execution offence, and fellow detainees regularly talked about having suicial thoughts at the end of each and every weekend. it was the type of place where doing things right took you too long in the eyes of the foremen and if it was easier to do a particular job sitting on something for a minute because it was down at that level you were bawled out of it for doing so because sitting down meant you weren't working hard enough. the money was good but only because it included a large dignity payoff.

Miguel_Sanchez

Spent a day in the basement of a hotel in Galway scrubbing pots and pans. Not that bad except for the fact that the kitchen was flooded so I was standing in about five inches of water for the day wearing a pair of converse runners.

Surprised I didn't get trenchfoot.

Siogfinsceal

worked in a butchers/shop. was 17 and did everything so they didnt have to pay a manager. had to work the night of my leaving cert and all. My job was serving retail counter, deli & butchers (all at same time!), ordering everything, stock control, papers and my favourite...because I was small I always got the job of getting the boxes of bread rolls out of the back of the over stuffed freezer id be in there climbing shelves (v safe!) for ages my hands were blue!

worked in another butchers- great craic and nice people but at xmas my job was turkey and hams. 5'2 tall, 7 stone girl lugging turkeys up and down all day, weighing them etc some of them were bigger than me. Had to tie up the hams using a special v tight knots with string but after a day of this the string cuts into your hands so you get big cuts on your hand and then the salt from the ham gets into it - soooooo sore its unreal!!!.

Kiera

I was going to do nursing when I left school and went to work in a nursing home for a few years. It was the best and worst job ever. Loved looking after the old people but hated the mess (if you know what I mean) that you had to clean up.

The Sweeper

Worst job ever: slinging rashers and slopping baked beans in the British Telecom Canteen in England for two weeks when I was 17.

Second-worst job: managing 40 global freelancers producing conference call transcripts for US listed companies. The content of the work was fine, the hours were sometimes upwards of 90 hours a week. It's not funny when you sleep in the office when you're busy. ...and don't get paid overtime.

Raytown Rocks

Installing very itchy Fibre-Glass Insulation in roof spaces of Houses in Melbourne, during the summer ( many years ago now), Got up to 50+ degrees in the roof.
Was an absolute nightmare, itchy as fcuk,sweaty as fcuk.

Horrible Horrible job.