The WORST job you've ever had

[wip5150]

Let's face it, we've all had some shitty jobs (and perhaps currently still do). I was reminiscing with a buddy of mine yesterday about a job I had in college that inspired this topic. I call this story....

The Burger Boy

As an impoverished college sophomore at Texas A&M University, I finally got off my duff and decided it was time to earn a little supplemental income. Living on the North side of campus availed me to a variety of foodservice choices such as "The Cow Hop", "Dudley's Draw" and my favoritie watering hole of all time, "The Dixie Chicken". Unfortunately, I was underage and could not legally work in an establishment that served barley and hops type libations. So, I wandering into "Burger Boy".

Now, Burger Boy had decent pub-grub but delivered via 1950's Pee Wee Herman style bicycles (provided by the establishment). I figured I'll kill two birds with one stone: I'd earn some money while I got a little exercise. With little in the way of an interview, I was hired.

Before I go much further, I must give a little background information regarding my living quarters. I lived in a "suite-style" dorm that consisted of a bathroom sandwiched between two rooms over four floors. The front door to each room opened to a balcony overlooking the quad. In essence, it was an on-campus Holiday Inn Motel and, as you can imagine, the balcony was quite the congregation area during the spring and fall. Now, back to the story.

So, I begin delivering my delicous wares across campus, many times having to pass my dorm. My "friends" were keenly aware of this and began to dwadle away their time by pelting me with a variety of objects including:

* Rocks
* Empty beverage containers
* Tennis balls (both flaming and non-flaming)
* A variety of fluid filled baloons including, but not limited to: water, beer, Coke, and, my personal favorite, a watery mixture of chocolate pudding and water)

So, by the end of a usual 6:00 PM - 1:00 AM shift, I would be covered Coke, burn marks, and a pudding-like substance. I would usually drag my sorry ass back to the dorm only to be heckled by my "friends".

That would be bad enough but about four months into my new career, I had to deliver a Country Fried Steak Sammich across campus (about a mile each way). As usual, I was pedaling as fast as possible when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a remote controled car heading right for me. This had happened before as people thought it funny (and it was funny) to attempt to cause me to crash by running the RC car near my Pee Wee bike. This time though, neither the RC driver or I had a chance to get out of the way and my front tire greeted the little car causing my bike to cease all forward motion. Unfortunately, due to the laws of physics, my body kept moving and I landed right on my left knee hearing a nice POP. As it turned out, I severly sprained my MCL and ACL and spent the next four weeks on crutches. And, because I couldn't deliver burgers and such, I was sent packing.

That my friends, was a shit job. Let's hear yours!

[TNVHFAN]

Ahh, a thread I can comment in!

fresh outa high school I took a job at a parking garage in downtown Nashville. Had to work from 6pm till 1am or so, doing janitorial work. [img]images/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif[/img]

This garage was only a block off of lower Broadway, which at the time was a really nasty place to be in Nashburg. I saw all kinds of crap, and being a 'ol country boy I saw things that flat out shocked me. Winos and bums diggin' thru garbage for food, saw a dude who had OD'd on some drug being carried to an ambulance, the whole time shakin' and twistin' around on that cot (or whatever it's called), saw two gals fightin' right in the middle of the street! one ripped the others shoes off and threw them away..lol...Even went into a gay bar once or twice to get something to eat [img]images/smilies/icon_redface.gif[/img] for the record i'm, not gay...I was just hungry. [img]images/smilies/icon_lol.gif[/img]....lets see...ahh yes..I remember having to clean the elevators after the winos pissed in them, once I had to clean up a fairly large blood puddle..someone had broken into a car by smashing a window out with his hand [img]images/smilies/headscratch.gif[/img].

man, that was a crummy job. Good thing is that area of town has been revitalized and is a cool place to be now days.

[Wolfman]

Unemployment. [img]images/smilies/icon_wink.gif[/img]

[FH]

Some warehouse job I took one summer. Too fucking hot and I worked for the biggest asshole. I walked out on him on my third day because he tried to make an example out of me in front of everybody because I screwed up my first order I pulled myself. Let me specify that after he tried to humiliate me in front of everyone, he didn't expect such a profanity-laden retort from me. Needless to say, he was pretty shocked that I was able to probably say things that most of the full-time people there dreamed of doing. I think he knew if he tried to talk back to me, I would've kicked his ass because I was so pissed. My two minor mistakes and being my third day on the job in that Hellhole could've been handled alot more quite in my book.

[Sunnie]

Working at Dairy Queen. Pretty Laime. One evening there was only 2 of us working and had a church group come in for ice cream, The cook had to come out and help me, cause the other girl took off when she saw them come through the door. [img]images/smilies/dunno.gif[/img] I was so upset over that I quit the next day. it was a terrible job anyways. Didnt miss it a bit.