carrying on from the ego thread in General,
- When I were a lad I had some rum uns. The worst though was working on a small Greek Island as a drain unblocker. You know back in the day when Greek toilet systems could only cope with objects that had been fully digested. The pay was crap () and it smelt.
- One of the other lads had to follow the horse buggies around sweeping up the horse shit.
- One of the girls had worked in a meat factory putting the fat (crackling) back onto joints of pork
there are some strange occupations around which should be covered on "What's my line"
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Worst job I ever had was PR for the Child Support Agency. I walked out of that one and it was very highly paid... Death threats?... about 6 a day.
Hardest physical was foundry worker, I did it for 2 years and had blisters on my blisters
I used to have a girlfriend whose Saturday job involved injecting the gelatine into pork pies.
She used to smell reet lush.
In my archaeologist days, I was the first into the cyst graves to check on the condition of the cofffins.
You couldnt wash the smell off for days.
I typed postcodes into a computer for royal mail. 8pm to 6am, 1000's per hour, fuled entirly by caffine and heavy metal.
PL4
PL4
PL4
BS7
PL4
PL6
SW1A
PL4
PL4
PL4
PL4
PL4
PL4
I knew I wasn't going to last long when they gave me a large uniform (bright orange coverall) which covered all as I'm only 5 ft 2 and was only a size 8 at the time. It looked ridiculous.
It was also the year that two women got arrested over a fight for the last Po doll. It was mental - people had camped out over night to be first in the queue, so when we turned up for work the atmosphere was already tense.
The final straw for me was on the same day when I got a load of verbal from a customer as the till roll had run out and I had to wait for a supervisor to change it - the minions weren't allowed to.
worked in incontinence wear for six months. The delivery drivers would come in to collect the delivery sheets that had been produced. the stories... one old lady would put the pads in her slippers - one in her ahem (the correct place), so the slipper pads were for the overspill . She would answer the door in these padded slippers. Senile...
I left cos I got *peed* off with the boss who was having an affair with my colleague and she kept b*ggering off and leaving me to do all the work whilst she spent hours in the bosses office checking his tie was straight.
I paid my way through college working as a night cashier at a petrol station. Worse moment was being robbed by a bunch of goons who kept on running at the door until they realised that they weren't likely to get in and that choosing a garage which was approximately 200yards from the nearest police station wasn't too clever.
On another occasion I was repeated abused by a drunken twat who didn't seem to realise that we have microphones on the forecourts that pick up everything in the dead of the night. Not only did I gob over his sausage roll when I warmed it up for him but by the time I got back to the service hatch he had fallen over and pissed himself - lovely!
Barkles, you may be able to awnser a question or 2,
I'll bounce up a genealogy thread
working in the shipyards. Future father in law got me job as a labourer and boy was it tough and not to mention bl**dy dangerous. Thankfully only worked there for a month but it was the longest month I've ever done.
Another was working as a temp data in-putter for pound stretcher which was roughly around this time very repetitive and under paid!
Actually another one was me and my future missus running round as waiters at a work colleagues dinner party.... but it was nice to see how the other half lived!
Hi!
I think the worst job i have done was working as a model for an art school back in Italy - it wasn't very well paid but still about 3x better paid than waitressing.
The students weren't very good (to put it kindly) and when the tutor pointed out that they got some bits of my anatomy wrong the answer was always the same 'It's her fault! She moved!'. As if that would have made any difference!!
As the students were so rubbish I had to hold poses for 30 minutes (standard time is 10/15) - try staying still for that length of time, it's really difficult and after about 10 minutes everything starts to ache.
I was studying for my PhD in art history at the time and was used to seeing really good works of art so it was kinda depressing to see so many rubbish sketches of myself.
The job has also left me with the questionable ability of taking my kit off without any shame in any circumstance... as long as I get paid enough
I have also worked as hairdressers' model and had to do catwalk - that is nowhere as glamorous as it seems!!
I've said this one before, but it's totally true....
I packed coloured tampons into boxes of 16 when I was a teenager. You had lilac, mint, pink and peach and for some reason they thought they would appeal to the younger market! (Funnily enough it never took off)
All the tampons were sterilised after packing in an autoclave-style oven, but the dishonest souls I worked with would nick ANYTHING not nailed down. It wasn't hard to spot the thieves walking around with fanny infections because they'd used nicked unsterilised tampax!
The same summer I packed smellies for K-Mart, into these baskets with straw on the bottom and then blue coloured shredded paper over the top of that to "bulk it up" and make the 3 mini bubble baths look "more" than they were. The straw and shredded paper used to go up your nose and into your mouth and we used to be able to sneeze blue snot!
I never worked in a factory again.....
Nothing too dire for me, just 7 years as a nurse. There's chap at work whose job is to peel onions. All day. Every day. He's been doing it 3 years
Tom, looks liike you've entered my postcode (phnarrr!!)
Now that CAN'T be true.....
There ARE no staff in Toys R Us.
Everybody knows that!
and yes - black snot and bogies all the time even under face masks
Have we no wringer outers for one armed window cleaners?