What kind of miserable jobs have you had in the past?

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I don't know how old you are, but I'm sure if you're reading this, you've probably had some jobs in the past that were miserable. If you haven't worked yet, maybe you can learn from these experiences as knowledge, especially from working, is always helpful to have when it comes to reaching success.

One of the worst jobs I've had was working for a combined chained restaurant called Togo's/Baskin Robbins. This job required me to be in the back washing dishes (left over sandwich ingredients are never fun), mop the floors, wipe the tables, and be kind to one another.

Oh yeah, in order to make sandwiches for customers, you had to be at "expert status" - no newbies allowed.

Scooping the icecream was probably the funnest thing to do for me, but if you did not scoop the ice cream perfectly, in a round, soft, and smooth scoop, you would simple be replaced by somebody else to do the job. So it was definitely something to take seriously.

Finally, every time you said good bye to a customer, you couldn't use "have a good day" or "have a great day," the boss demanded you to use the word "wonderful". It was absolutely necessary to do so. So, it would look like this:

Have a wonderful day!

I think sometimes though, after doing that too many times, customers eventually became freaked out.

From my experience, I've learned that you need to always obey the rules of the boss. If you do, eventually you can move your way up and scoop icecreams.

So what kind of miserable jobs have you had in the past? What did you learn from them?
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  • Profile picture of the author NavySeals91
    I took a job for two summers working at an amusement park, worst two summers of my life. The job was Lot Attendant, so I pretty much told cars where to park. You would be amazed how many people can't or won't follow simple instructions. 8 hours of work, doing something a monkey with 9 concussions on crack could do. I really felt accomplished.

    It taught me that I should do what I love, so last summer I wound up getting a job as a production assistant on a movie being shot a few towns over from me. Awesome experience, 14 hour workdays, but I loved the work--flew by.

    Pretty much same job, directing cars for the park, directing people for the PA, doing lockups, echoing calls, but the love factor made all the difference. (Plus much more room for growth than at an amusement park)
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  • Profile picture of the author AffiliateKungfu
    ..Scooping the icecream was probably the funnest thing to do for me, but if you did not scoop the ice cream perfectly, in a round, soft, and smooth scoop, you would simple be replaced by somebody else to do the job. So it was definitely something to take seriously..
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  • Profile picture of the author johnes4th
    My worst job was working at the cities municipal pool where I lived. I did morning cleaning including the pool itself and restrooms (which were never cleaned throughout the day, so all the nastiness sat and got raunchy overnight). Easily the worst job I have every had...

    On a higher note. Bartending was easily the best. I made $660-$1000 a week working 3-4 nights, but dealing with drunks gets old fast... At least it gave me time to start working online, which I have been doing ever since.
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  • Profile picture of the author smoke.sessions
    Wow, a company that only hires the BEST ice cream scoopers, that's pretty funny.

    Anyway, I'm only 18, but just recently started working with a team that many have considered a 'pyramid scheme', so I might be posting something in here in the near future if it goes as some say it will! If not, then I guess I won't be posting here.

    Good to learn from the other experiences posted here though. Now I know never to get into the ice cream scooping industry.
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  • Profile picture of the author Vikram73
    Delivering pizzas in a 1972 Datsun car (older than me!!) that couldn't go over 45mph. It was so slow that I could never deliver more than one pizza at a time and they had to be delivered in 40mins. Every time I walked back into that pizza kitchen to get more pizza I was the butt of a 1,000 jokes from the other drivers.

    I delivered 1/2 the pizzas the other kids did with their newer cars. It was embarassing but my manager took pity on me & never gave me **** over being broke & driving a crap car.

    A few weeks into it my car broke down and it was the engine (over 200,000 miles) so I resigned and started biking to Burger King at minimum wage.

    My advice - if you ever see a Burger King full of college kids and a young manager - keep driving.
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    • Profile picture of the author FreeAgent13
      Loading packages in the UPS trucks.

      If you like working from 3 A.M - 9 A.M (12 A.M - 9 A.M during Xmas) doing the same repetitive, physically laborious, soul-crushing task of looking at a package and deciding which truck it should go into, then by all means, go to work at UPS.

      Although, in defense of that job, I never had to deal with customers, there was no traffic on the way to the job, I had medical benefits (I was a part-time worker), and I got paid around $12/hr at the time I quit.
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      • Profile picture of the author TeddyKasche
        Originally Posted by FreeAgent13 View Post

        Loading packages in the UPS trucks.

        If you like working from 3 A.M - 9 A.M (12 A.M - 9 A.M during Xmas) doing the same repetitive, physically laborious, soul-crushing task of looking at a package and deciding which truck it should go into, then by all means, go to work at UPS.

        Although, in defense of that job, I never had to deal with customers, there was no traffic on the way to the job, I had medical benefits (I was a part-time worker), and I got paid around $12/hr at the time I quit.
        WOW. I just had a horrible flashback.
        I did this job as well. I remember the training so vividly, where the 'sups' (short for supervisors) would through in extra packages to see if you caught the mis-sort item. Thanks for the memory!

        For me, working in the fast-food industry was the worst job I had. Long hours standing on your feet and getting paid barely enough to make ends meet.
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  • Profile picture of the author l23bc
    working in a wood factrory was my worst job ever, working 2-10 10-6 6-2 swo many shifts i started one time dreaming i was a peace of wood because that is all i seen,

    wood wood wood!!
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  • Profile picture of the author Shaleniie Devi
    I remember my first job I HATED because I was at entry level and all I did was paperwork....create and print orders, file docs, send off parcels basically all the admin stuff. My brain was turning into mush because of doing dead-end tasks. I was absolutely miserable....I was turning into Miss Grouch.

    THANKFULLY I'm out of there now and I'm happy now learning the ropes of building an online business.

    In retrospect, I have to actually be thankful for that brain dead job for without which I will not be charting my own course in life today

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  • Profile picture of the author Jvsnow01
    I took up someone else's position where I did photocopying and filing of piles of paper on a very large desk.

    I went out to lunch and never went back.
    The one and only time I ever went for and left a job like that, in the same day.

    After that, I went for other jobs more in line with my training and experience: Accounting.


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    • Profile picture of the author urban renewal
      My first job was at McDonald's. The classic high school job. I got to work at the second "drive-thru" window. The one where you get your food. I saw the ugliest and pettiest side of humanity. Fat people driving up wearing grease-stained tank tops and boxer shorts, outraged parents angry because their child didn't get the Happy Meal toy they wanted, and much more.

      I only lasted for about three months before I left to work stock crew at Cost Plus World Market. After the Golden Arches, I wanted as little customer interaction as possible. I took a job unloading delivery trucks from 4AM - 12PM. It was pretty nice. I was so tired that I literally forgot the first half of my shift and I'd get off work at noon thinking I had only worked a half day. It was pretty lame going to bed at 7PM though...
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      • Profile picture of the author webwriter
        A variety, such telemarketing, filing, editing, all boring thankless jobs. And perhaps the biggest one of all, teaching. My gripe about teaching is that students who turn in mediocre work expect A's.
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      • Profile picture of the author Hulbert
        Originally Posted by urban renewal View Post

        I saw the ugliest and pettiest side of humanity. Fat people driving up wearing grease-stained tank tops and boxer shorts, outraged parents angry because their child didn't get the Happy Meal toy they wanted, and much more.
        I love how how you described this! I've always wanted to know what it felt like working at McDonald's - the most popular fast food chain restaurant in the world. Thanks for sharing your job experience.
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        • Profile picture of the author JohnMcCabe
          I'm probably older than most of the people posting in this thread, so I've had more chances to accumulate miserable jobs.

          My very first was night janitor for a church/parochial school. Two floors, the day janitor was supposed to do one floor, I did the other. If the church was having a meeting, I waited around until it was over so I could lock up.

          The day janitor was an old soak they were trying to rehab, so the division of labor wasn't exactly as written. More like he would sweep the halls and leave the rest for me - including the bathrooms. The worst by far were the 7th/8th grade girls - bunch of pigs.

          I lasted until the end of the school year, then went to work for the Golden Arches. Heaven compared to St. Cecilia...

          Other jobs that were less than ideal were telemarketing jobs where we were required to read a script in a straight monotone until people either said yes or hung up. Although I did add some fairly original combinations to my cursing vocabulary...

          A temp job one July when boxcars full of liquor cases came in and the forklift wouldn't fit, so our crew of four spent the days unloading the cars by hand in the hot sun.

          Another summer job working in an adhesive factory, scraping the floors by hand on the night shift.

          Looking back, even the crappiest jobs had value, even if it was only to make a future crappy job seem better than it was...
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          • Profile picture of the author swilliams09
            At 16 my first job was bagging groceries in a very nice store. Doesn't sound bad right? Well when you factor in the married bible thumping pedo assistant manager (complete with the pedo 'stache) who would try to feel up and proposition all the guys it be came a really crap job. Unfortnately he took a liking to me, when I threatened to tell his wife, he made my life hell but left me alone.

            Every summer I worked with my friends Dads lawn service. Georgia summer heat is no joke.

            I worked in a battery factory on the assembly line and with chemicals making EverReady and Duracell batteries. Hurt my back when a box of batteries dropped on me and I tried to catch/deflect it at the last moment. Still have back problems to this day.

            At my poorest, I kept a safe for a guy in my one room flat in exchange for my rent money. I never knew what was in it and didn't want to know. After he got shot I quit that "job", I kinda had to, he cleaned out his safe and went on the lamb. I sold the safe.

            Janitor/Cleaning service work.

            Bouncer in a night club. Quit after I got a concussion in a fight.

            Spent a summer working for walmart putting together furniture and bicycles in a closed in, extremely hot warehouse for minimum wage.

            Worked for a street team, putting out flyers and promotional materials, in the winter.

            Telemarketing, cold calling RV owners for 8 hours a day for 3 months.

            Telemarketing calling on behalf of the republican party for 4 months during the last election bashing Obama and Al Franken. You would think when your calling a list of republicans, for a republican cause that people wouldn't be such pricks, but everyone hates telemarketers.

            I learned to have a tough skin when dealing with customers from those jobs. No is just a word, it ain't personal.
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  • Profile picture of the author KillerDM
    In high school I picked strawberries for 4 hours and at the end of the day learned it was piece work and earned $7 total for the bad sunburn and sore back. That taught me to get all the money details out first before making such decisions. A decade ago I used to work OT as a web dev and my route took me across Lions Gate Bridge in Vancouver. Throughout one winter the bridge was being upgraded. Each night I'd pass workers at 2am freezing their extremities off, working in the dark, on terribly cold, biting, windy shifts, beside speeding traffic blowing dirty road-spray at them the whole time, in an icy and treacherous job (if the fall didn't kill 'em, the ocean water would in about 4 minutes). I use those memories today to put things into proper perspective.
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    • Profile picture of the author Hulbert
      Originally Posted by KillerDM View Post

      In high school I picked strawberries for 4 hours and at the end of the day learned it was piece work and earned $7 total for the bad sunburn and sore back. That taught me to get all the money details out first before making such decisions. A decade ago I used to work OT as a web dev and my route took me across Lions Gate Bridge in Vancouver. Throughout one winter the bridge was being upgraded. Each night I'd pass workers at 2am freezing their extremities off, working in the dark, on terribly cold, biting, windy shifts, beside speeding traffic blowing dirty road-spray at them the whole time, in an icy and treacherous job (if the fall didn't kill 'em, the ocean water would in about 4 minutes). I use those memories today to put things into proper perspective.
      I thought washing and cleaning dishes for like minimum wage was bad; this just took it to a whole other level. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you were getting paid $1.50 per hour? If so, isn't this illegal?

      Thanks for sharing this man. I hope you don't have to go through this again.
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  • Profile picture of the author SEOExpert104
    I do online work only, worst job was making 100 posts for $10.
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    • Profile picture of the author Hulbert
      Originally Posted by denomardin View Post

      I do online work only, worst job was making 100 posts for $10.
      Wow... you were writing articles for 10 cents each?
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  • I work in a mobile retail shop. My colleagues are the best anyone could ask for but the monotony and the sheer list of requirements are getting on my nerves. We are only motivated by fear of losing our jobs if we fail to ask one question plus ofcourse the impossible targets!!
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  • Profile picture of the author HDRider
    Ok, I am going way back here, but... Pumping gas in the winter and painting bridges at night, and since I was the new guy I got to hang over the side of the high rise bridge by a cable to scrape and paint.

    It was really fun when the drunks or taxi drivers made fun of you... asking where they can get a job like that.
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    • Profile picture of the author mbrig
      Good few years back I worked in a very large smelly factory, the particular part I worked in was a long windowless shed. It was populated by grey skinned old men who had worked 12 shifts for too long, they were all ready for the knackers yard (their words)

      To cut a long story short at one end of the production line were large steel bobbins with about 300m of steel wire on them, by the time that the wire had been pulled through the line it was coated in brass. The wire was pulled through the line via an oven, a molten lead bath (which was hot as hell), an acid bath and through several baths containing cyanide and brass bars that had a current passed through it to attract the brass onto the steel wire.

      Every bit of equipment was ages old, for example the rubber gloves to use when you had your hands in the acid bath all leaked, your hands would come out a lovely shade of blue. The facemasks were absolutely minging after you had been sweating like a pig over the cyanide baths.

      A line went down one day and I spent most of the shift over the molten lead bath, it had a covering of graphite dust to try and keep down the heat down. That night I had prickly heat and spent the night either in a cold bath or sat on the edge of the bed with an insane itching on the verge of tears.

      The worst part of the job was when a bobbin ran out and we had to replace that with another bobbin to keep the line running, to do this we had to form a loop in the new bobbin and catch the end of the old bobbin as it ran out.

      So the new bobbin would now be joined to the end of the old bobbin and an announcement would be made over the tannoy to tell the guys at the other end a knot was on its' way down.

      That miserable little knot would try and catch and snag in about 100 places and when this happened a huge tangle would form down the line that when it got to the other end would be like fighting with a giant squid!

      One of us would attempt to grab the wire behind the tangle and try to keep it moving (so that the whole line did'nt go down and ALL the wires from the 30 bobbins would need to be manually threaded along the line, through the lead,acid and cyanide. Lovely!

      I lasted 12 month's and escaped!
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  • Profile picture of the author tritrain
    Being an account manager for a leasing company. I couldn't stand it.

    I felt like I was helping to scam the customers. I had to quit. It was demoralizing.
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  • Profile picture of the author businessmatt
    I used to work at a box factory. You know that Simpsons episode where they tour the box factory? It was that exciting, but with Nazi management.

    I've finally discovered I'm not a good employee, so I'm working at breaking out on my own. I just can't be bothered to play all the stupid political games that people play.
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    • Profile picture of the author k0zm0zs0ul
      Originally Posted by businessmatt View Post

      I used to work at a box factory. You know that Simpsons episode where they tour the box factory? It was that exciting, but with Nazi management.

      I've finally discovered I'm not a good employee, so I'm working at breaking out on my own. I just can't be bothered to play all the stupid political games that people play.

      I even worked in the UPS warehouse, but that got scrapped because working all night left me a zombie during the day. But let me tell you, that is HARD work in a UPS warehouse!

      And I'm definitely not the best team player, lol. So I feel ya. Good luck with the break out, you can do it!
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  • Profile picture of the author k0zm0zs0ul
    Heh... I had a GREAT job before I became a full-time writer. If you call cleaning toilets, scrubbing bathtubs, and washing other peoples dirty counter tops a great job. LOL

    I cleaned vacation homes for a living for almost 10 years before I woke up and realized there had to be a better way to earn a living.

    Nowadays I'm constantly amazed at the way I can make $30 bucks in 30 minutes worth of work, and when I cleaned vacay homes, $30 bucks took me at least 3 or 4 hours to make, depending upon how big of pigs the visitors were.

    I was lucky and excited to bring home $200 bucks a week for 5 and 6 days worth of work. That is SAD. And not even sad about the money, but how hard I WORKED for that little bit of money.

    The world of IM has opened my eyes and made me see that opportunities for income are limitless and I'm governed only by that which I allow to govern me and hindered only by that which I allow to hinder me.

    And if I can do THAT in barely a year, then anybody else can do it too, given the right path, tools, and direction, and the ability to take action. Just sayin'.

    Warm regards,
    C

    ps- And we won't even go into the pithy side jobs I did to make extra cash when cleaning vacay homes was slow... serving drunk dudes drinks for pennies, selling custom car tags for $7 something an hour, serving food and walking out at the end of the day with $20 bucks.. I feel sorry for folks who still have to work jobs like that. I understand people have lives to support, I have a family too and I'll do whatever it takes... I'm just EXTREMELY grateful 'whatever it takes' is no longer trading my time and energy for peanuts!
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  • Profile picture of the author ABing
    sanitation at Tyson Foods
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  • Profile picture of the author UnstoppableJoy
    I think back to my "dark days" of driving a bread truck many years ago. I still remember the queasy feeling of getting up at 2AM in the rain to race through San Francisco city traffic. The anxiety of running like a maniac to beat the deadlines. It was brutal. Several times I got "walking pneumonia" and my doctor would tell me I was killing myself with my job.

    I risked my health, relationship, and sanity for $88 per day!
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  • Profile picture of the author Home Easy Earn
    My worst job was working in a call centre as an agent, being plugged into a telephone 8 hours a day was mind numbing. We had to renew peoples home, car, travel and accident insurance for them and with each call we had to try and sell them something else. Your calls would be listened too and if you did not try to make a sale your call score was marked down.

    I hated the job but I had to do at the time to pay the mortgage and the bill in the end I was so desperate to get away from there that I pretended to be suffering from stress but when i told the doctor all about it became apparent that I was actually suffering from depression for real. I had not even noticed the depression coming on.

    Luckily the doctor told me not to return to that job and eventually I was ended up on benefits. We are not that much worse off than when i was working but we are so much more happier now. The benefit was thought that i think i was supposed to go through all that to find that IM was probably the way to go.

    I know work the hours i want to work and i am doing a job that i love to do and I have the time to do it at my own pace.
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    • Profile picture of the author ms66
      The most miserable job I have had was when I was 16, many years ago now, and it was working in a turkey factory. One of the jobs was when the live turkeys came in, you had to catch them and then hang them on hooks, Ive still got a big bite mark on my arm from one particular bird.
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      • Profile picture of the author Tina Golden
        I would have to say the worst was working in a greeting card factory. For minimum wage (at the time it was $3.10, I believe), I got to sit on a stool next to a gigantic box machine. I fed the cardboard pieces in one end, the paper on the side and turned the machine on. The machine glued the pretty paper on the cardboard and spit out ready to fold boxes on the other end.

        The only time you left the stool was to load more cardboard or paper, or to fix the jams that happened quite often. You couldn't talk to anyone else as there were 6 of these machines in the room and it was too loud to hear anyone else. Easily the most boring job I've ever had and I didn't work there very long because of it.

        The second worst job would be the few months that I spent in a wall paper sample book factory. That was paid a bit better than minimum wage and all we did all day was assemble wall paper sample books. Not quite as boring as the other factory because there would be 6 of us on the line so we could at least chat but it wasn't my idea of rewarding work...lol.

        The hardest job I've ever had, physically, was waitressing. Be nice to your waitperson and tip well if they do a good job - it is a tremendous amount of work. My sister-in-law still works as a waitress at a very nice, upscale restaurant here. She worked double shifts the past two days and had a pedometer on that counts steps and figures miles. She walked over 28 miles in those two days.

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        • Profile picture of the author mubeachbum
          Rent A Center!

          The Good: First job ever I was making $10 back in 2003 with benefits.

          The Bad: You deal with the lowest form of humanity on earth. Some of the homes I went into would make me vomit. It was vile and repulsive. You worked 6 days a week, normally from 8am-8pm every night. You have to call and try to collect money from these low lifes. You went to the worst parts of town or out in the sticks. You break your back moving heavy items up muddy hills etc etc. I hated that job. I hated the people I had to deal with on a daily basis. I hated the hours. Man, that felt good.
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  • Profile picture of the author paulie888
    I've had two memorable crappy jobs in the past, both while in college. One summer I worked at this little pizza delivery place, and let me tell you, it was the pizza delivery job from hell! Firstly, I had a crazy boss who was demanding and barked orders at me and ALWAYS complained, and forced me to mop the floors and clean the disgusting toilets when things were slow. This place was right smack-dab in the middle of a ghetto neighborhood, and I was absolutely petrified when I had to deliver pizzas late in the night (which was often). I had to drive right through gangster war zones where there were gunfights all the time (I had heard guns going off at least several times when I was working this job), and they'd always ask for free pizzas when I was driving through! I'm just glad nothing happened to me that summer. During the course of this job, I delivered to all kinds of trashy/weird people - hookers, pimps, gangsters, I was even stopped in the middle of the road by a hooker who was trying to solicit her services! Another time, I delivered to a seedy motel where the female answering the door wanted to invite me in to party with her! Looking back on it, I think it was somewhat miraculous that I survived those 3 months without encountering any major catastrophes!

    The other job was this part-time job in a call center. The boss was a real slave driver, and installed cameras all over the place. Even our bathroom breaks were timed..if we took more than 5 minutes they'd deduct money from our pay! It was just an overall oppressive atmosphere there, and being late for work by 5 minutes would cause us to accumulate points and deductions from our paycheck. In addition to that, we had yelling and screaming customers on the phone all the time who would cuss us out and threaten to call the attorney general/police/lawyers (insert your favorite authority here) because they thought we were scamming them!

    I still can't decide which job was worse. Perhaps one of you would care to comment? I'm just glad and very thankful for the freedom and opportunity that IM offers me - never again will I work a regular 9-5 job, at least not if I can help it!
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  • Profile picture of the author Blender
    Sunglass Hut Salesman with a high and lazy boss. It was really boring, I didn't have to do anything and it usually wasn't busy unless it was the weekend, so I'd have like 8 hours to stare into space. Doesn't sound that bad but it really sucked because I had to stay in a small store and couldn't leave or sit down.
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    • Profile picture of the author swilliams09
      Originally Posted by Blender View Post

      Sunglass Hut Salesman with a high and lazy boss. It was really boring, I didn't have to do anything and it usually wasn't busy unless it was the weekend, so I'd have like 8 hours to stare into space. Doesn't sound that bad but it really sucked because I had to stay in a small store and couldn't leave or sit down.
      I worked at Sunglass Hut for a few months. Compared to the other crap jobs it was a breath of fresh air. I could spend my time writing my stories and screenplays and I got paid for it! No more backbreaking labor.
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  • Profile picture of the author JackPowers
    I worked all kinds of miserable jobs for low wages from the time I was 13 until I started college. It was just for pocket money so I never cared much. Got fired a few times and quit some others. The one thing I learned was that I never wanted anything to do with grocery retail sales in any capacity.

    The worst job though was being a postal worker getting up at 5.30 in the morning to bring out mail in any kind of freezing or rainy weather on a bicycle. That job was straight out of high school and I hated every minute of it, but it paid well and after 8 months, I had enough money to quit and go skiing in the French alps for two months. While being a mailman may sound kind of fun and good exercize, it's really hard work nowadays and there weren't enough lonely housewives to make up for it. Not that I would have time for it anyway!

    I've also done call center, survey stuff and that's also a lowpoint in my career. While the job is easy, the questionnaires you ask people are often completely stupid and involves asking people if their can of soda can be described as: fluffy, delighting, tasty, wonderful, life changing and so on. Getting people to participate in such surveys and not have them hang up halfway trough, was probably as hard as telesales.

    In general though, I don't like working in larger outfits with lots of rules and regulations. I worked for a smaller financial firm and was a part of watching it grow. That was a great experience. Unfortunately, I was hired full time, 6 months too late so never received the warrants that the other employees got.
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