What is the worst job you have had?

[FoodLover36]

I would say sales assistant at a supermarket , too repetitive for me.

@Skigal86

Working in hospitality for a championship football club, on match days I worked in the directors suite which I loved, the directors and their guests usually tipped very well, we’re friendly and we got better food than the other bar and waiting staff, but I was asked to work at a midweek function where I was waiting on tables, which I was super nervous about as I didn’t usually do it, it was a local business awards thing and the manager came into the kitchen and tried to send me to clean up where someone had thrown up on the carpet! I was early 20s and a fair bit older than the other staff and I told him he could go do it himself, and he made some poor kid go and do it instead and after that I never got rota’ed to the directors suite on match days again and I quit soon after.

I did this job too. Was normally rota-ed for bar work or waitressing in the VIP area & enjoyed it. Decent tips (apart from the pissed journalist who smirked at me, then blantantly stole my tips from the table. I have never forgotten you, you absolute cow).

One afternoon I turned up as normal only to be given a tabard & paper hat. Told that I was working in one of the hatches selling pies & pizza to the fans. Spent the next 3 hours being harassed by completely shitfaced football fans.

Didn't go back.

I used to work in a can crushing factory. It was soda pressing.

I'll get my coat.

I washed windows for a summer. Found out near the end of the season we weren't insured (despite being told we were and having to use ladders to do third floor windows). My colleagues were great though.

@MrsToothyBitch I did go on to work for the MOD on a different base and it was lovely. Only left because I came back home. But that initial job was horrendous and I developed IBS as a result of the stress there.

Paper round. Seriously. And I worked at Butlins!

I had a temp job as PA to the owner of a classic cars auctioneer. It was a well known company in the field.

The owner was tall, charming, charismatic, young, very good-looking, obviously brilliant at his job and business as he had maybe 30 staff working for him. The job was quite local to where I live in London.

He'd been looking for a PA for months apparently. After I'd been there a week he offered me the job permanently on a generous salary, it was also based close to where I lived in the suburbs of London rather than in the centre so would have reduced my commuting costs considerably. However, I couldn't work for him as he was an out and proud Capitalist Cunt! He merrily told me his politics were somewhat to the right of Genghis Khan. He probably had an Eton or Harrow education or something like that.

On paper it should have been the perfect job except that I couldn't work for an arsehole like that. I had a fun time explaining that to the recruitment consultants who would have got a decent fee for placing me in that job. But - no way! I left after 2 weeks with nary a backwards glance.

@PaperMonster I'm glad it wasn't all bad! I've had horrendous jobs but stayed within an industry though because it's not all like that- but the bad ones can be so scarring.

Customer service in a call center where I would get sworn at, get told to get a real job and just have very rude people and perverts speaking to me all day long. The hours were very long I worked evenings and most weekends and the pay wasn't great. I will never do that job again.

Difficult to choose between checkout assistant at Tesco, or Christmas temp at Debenhams... after that I went to work in a soft play centre - surprisingly that was a brilliant job!!

I worked in a factory packing frozen fish. I don't think I need to explain how horrible that was. Boring, repetitive, cold and i stank of fish.

Littlewoods cafe, £2.88 an hour, cleaning the ashtrays and clearing tables was just awful.

3 day temp job, writing and signing redundancy letters for the people I met in in the office, happy people buying houses and talking about their kids... the bastard couldnt even be arsed to sign them himself

I once had a temp job when I was a student that included ‘correcting’ cheques that has been sent on with ‘whoops, my mistake’ the wrong dates on them.

We had a large pot of pens to ‘match’ the ink used. Looking back, I’m not sure that was actually legal...

Then working at a solicitor's where about 8 of us secretaries sat outside our bosses' office doors in a big circle. Nobody spoke. No good morning or goodbye at 5pm. 7.5 hours of icy silence each day crushed my soul and I walked after a week

This sounds like one of the firms I worked for. All the desks were lined up facing forward towards the supervisor like at school.
It was apparently a thing to put your hand up and ask to go to the loo.

I had just started and noticed people were doing this but I was having none of it and when I wanted to go I just got up and went.

I was told at lunch the supervisor had steam coming out of her ears.

When I returned she told me it was customary for staff to ask to go to the toilet.

I replied that I was an adult and it wasn’t school.

I think I was her downfall as others started to go to the loo without asking and other minor things that “weren’t allowed”.
She left a couple of months later.

Then we got a really nice supervisor who liked to chat and we had a really good laugh.

Not necessarily worst job as a whole but the worst job inside of a job (and kind of surreal and funny)...

I volunteered at my Dad's friends veterinary surgery one school summer. Obviously I was limited as to what I could do so most of my 'jobs' just involved things like tidying up, cleaning up after the in patients, sitting in on consultations etc...

One thing they did get me doing though was plucking the hair from the cats balls prior to their neutering surgery... They were too small and intricate to just shave apparently so I had to actually pluck them. Now whether this was actually a real job or just something they got me doing as a joke I'll never know... But yeah... I once spent a school summer plucking cats balls.

All these awful call centre jobs... I worked in a credit card call centre 30 years ago and quite enjoyed it. I didn't get sworn at or abused, and we were instructed to pass any awkward customers on to the supervisor to deal with. I wonder if the public were less aggressive and obnoxious back then?

Gynaecology ward during my training, brrrr makes me shiver just to think about it. Crazy thing was just up the corridor was the IVF clinic. We were a at lot busier. Longest 6 weeks of my life.

As a teenager long, long ago. Went to help out in a stables, little pay but chance to learn about horses and get the odd ride. Woman running it was vicious, screamed and shouted at everyone including the horses, she was small and about 80 years old but terrifying. She finally let me get on a horse but actually used her whip on me to make me sit up straight!! I never went back.....

All these awful call centre jobs... I worked in a credit card call centre 30 years ago and quite enjoyed it. I didn't get sworn at or abused, and we were instructed to pass any awkward customers on to the supervisor to deal with. I wonder if the public were less aggressive and obnoxious back then?

I think it depends on whether you’re answering incoming calls or cold calling people. I’m unfailingly polite in the former circumstances. But I hate being cold called with a passion. I’m not generally aggressive or obnoxious, but I will certainly hang up without engaging in the call. And if you needlessly interrupt me when I’m trying to concentrate or waiting for an important call, then I might be quite abrupt. If you keep calling after I’ve hung up on you, then I will be rude.

I think 30 years ago we didn’t have mobile phones so were less likely to be contacted during the day.

I am presuming the credit card call centre was for people who already had a credit card and not because your job was to phone people to get them to take out a credit card.

Now if you look for insurance you end up with a spate of random calls selling something else. Or you randomly get phoned up because you have recently been in an accident.

People just get annoyed when they get these intrusive calls on a regular basis.

@Bleeting were the cats unconscious for you to pluck them?

Shelf stacker in a supermarket when I was 16. The job wasn't too bad but the manager was a jumped up little hitler who'd been gradually promoted from his meat counter assistant job to manager. He made it his life's work to make all the younger staff as miserable as possible, the twat.

[quote SeasonallySnowyPeasant]@Bleeting were the cats unconscious for you to pluck them?[/quote]
Yes!!! I probably should have specified.

I think it depends on whether you’re answering incoming calls or cold calling people.

Yes, it was incoming calls not cold calling. The most stroppy customers we got were typically men who wanted to close their wife's account, and would get cross when we said only the wife herself could do this...

@Bleeting ah that explains it. I was wondering how else you managed to keep them still enough to do all the hairs!