Worst job you ever had was what?

Quagmire · 06-08-2006, 04:02 PM

I haven't really had a bad job. I've had bad employers though. http://observer.thecentre.centennial...ult_100902.htm
That guy was the last person I worked for before going solo.

DonMike · 06-08-2006, 05:51 PM

I flagged traffic on a busy highway for my Dad's friend's construction company. I had a walkie talkie that I could barely hear through. The guy around the bend from me would tell me when cars were coming and I would rotate the sign to read "Stop" at my end, and when it was time for them to go I would rotate it to the "Slow" side. It was hot, I was miserable, the guys all talked about sports and chicks and I was totally disinterested. The workers took a two hour lunch break but they made me eat my lunch while standing on the road with my sign. And to make matters worse, when the guy on the walkie talkie would buzz in he wouldn't say "here comes a car" or "hold your traffic", he would mumble something like "blehgh" or "pfffteer" (at least that's what I would hear). So when I let a pinto go the same time he let a Mac truck go and they nearly collided, I knew it was time to quit.

Had the company not been owned by my Dad's best friend I probably would have walked. As it was, I lasted the day, thanked them for the job but told them I wouldn't be back.

One day. I thought that was a record until I read about Evil Chris' four hours. What the hell is candy floss anyway???

Quagmire · 06-08-2006, 07:21 PM

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Originally Posted by DonMike

One day. I thought that was a record until I read about Evil Chris' four hours. What the hell is candy floss anyway???

Cotton Candy would be the other generic term for it.

'the pink afro'

DonMike · 06-09-2006, 01:02 PM

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Originally Posted by Quagmire

Cotton Candy would be the other generic term for it.

'the pink afro'

Aaaaahh, thank you. Cotton Candy. Yum!!!

MorganGrayson · 06-09-2006, 02:35 PM

Ah...cotton candy.

That reminded me of another horrible job I had. I worked the snack counter at Targets in Louisville, KY, in the early '70's. One of the many reasons I got fired: rich white bitch tried pushing ahead to get her obviously much needed snack food. She nearly trampled a small black child to do it. I may have snarled at her, I'm not sure, but I said "I'm sorry, but he was here before you." (You would have had to live during the "honk if you're against school integration" times to fully appreciate this. The KKK actually had a march up a street by where I lived.) The small black child looked at me with huge eyes, part admiration and gratitude, part "oh, white lady, you are going to so pay for this somehow." (Very small children shouldn't have that good a grasp on reality. They really shouldn't.) Anyhoo, a complaint was lodged by the rich white bitch that I was rude.

True. I was rude. Trample a small black child because you think they belong at the back of the bus, so-to-speak, and I'm going to be rude. Count on it.

canadian4life · 06-09-2006, 02:48 PM

My worst job was working for a general labour job cleaning houses all day and day...

jscott · 06-09-2006, 03:51 PM

my worst job ever was when i was 13 or 14yrs old i detasselled corn in the fields of Iowa, i only did it for 2 days before i quit

DonMike · 06-09-2006, 04:34 PM

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Originally Posted by MorganGrayson

Ah...cotton candy.

That reminded me of another horrible job I had. I worked the snack counter at Targets in Louisville, KY, in the early '70's. One of the many reasons I got fired: rich white bitch tried pushing ahead to get her obviously much needed snack food. She nearly trampled a small black child to do it. I may have snarled at her, I'm not sure, but I said "I'm sorry, but he was here before you." (You would have had to live during the "honk if you're against school integration" times to fully appreciate this. The KKK actually had a march up a street by where I lived.) The small black child looked at me with huge eyes, part admiration and gratitude, part "oh, white lady, you are going to so pay for this somehow." (Very small children shouldn't have that good a grasp on reality. They really shouldn't.) Anyhoo, a complaint was lodged by the rich white bitch that I was rude.

True. I was rude. Trample a small black child because you think they belong at the back of the bus, so-to-speak, and I'm going to be rude. Count on it.

You know, you give me more and more reasons to adore you every day. How brave of you. I would have done the same thing.