Teacher. Found out I didn't like kids.
Still have an occational nightmare about teaching. Haven't taught since 1970.
2006-09-11 16:25:30
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answered by SPLATT 7
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The worst job of all is unemployment, when you are looking for work when you have no money or unemployment compensation. You have run up your credit cards to pay your bills. You are applying for work and the employers are either extending the application deadline another five weeks or hiring an internal candidate and forgetting to remove the job listing after the job has been filled.
You inquire about the hiring process by leaving messages. Nobody will return the message. You eventually contact someone who acts as if they accidently picked up the phone by mistake. You ask a question and they don't know anything and they ask you to call back later.
As you walk the streets you notice that everybody seems to have a job. They have a plan and goals to achieve. You are on the outside looking in. There is never a moment of peace and tranquility because you know in the back of your mind you need to find work. You are constantly thinking about this. You can't enjoy anything, music, television, dinner, hobbies. Before I was laid-off I counted my blessings daily because I had a career which fit me and my values, gave me emotional satisfaction, a sense of achievement, a sense of purpose for my life, increased self-esteem and the hope and promise of growth in responsibility to in terms of freedom to do what I wanted to do. I never took my job or career for granted ever. Now I am unemployed on the verge of being evicted if I don't find money quickly. It is even worse when you are single and have nobody to use as a safety net for paying bills. You feel as if you are the proverbial "Forgotten Person".
The worse job by far is looking for work, when you are temporarily out of your career. Unemployment is the worse job you or anyone will ever have.
2006-09-13 10:16:24
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answered by thomas_terryjr 3
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The worst job i ever had, was working in the garbage business. The worst part about it was the maggots in the 90 degree heat. The smell of dead animals and dirty diapers, and sour milk, and the mixture of all them together was overwhelming. I worked in the business for seven years, until i came down with hepatitis from a needle in a garbage bag. this job cost my health, I'm only twenty five, with a disease that is very terrible. For a word of advise wear gloves and proper gear when handling hazardous waste. This is the worste job i've ever had.
2006-09-11 23:44:20
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answered by wildfunsummer 1
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My first job, which was at a kids' restaurant at an amusement park. I met some great people, but the job was gross- I fell a couple times on the greasy floor, and would have to hose pans out that had baked-on lasagna that had sat there all day, and the smell out back was terrible! I'm glad that was 12 years ago.
2006-09-11 23:23:32
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answered by Anonymous 4
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I've worked in a lot of banks, but one in particular was horrible. I never seemed to be able to click with the girls there - normally I get along fine with people. They would be chatting and I would walk up and they would stop and go off in different directions. I caught a couple of "eye-rolls" when I said things. I just really hated getting up and going to work.
I walked out after two months because I felt I was treated horribly and I had a chance to go back to my previous job ( I had quit because it was a long drive). I was so happy to be back I stayed there at Barclays Bank in Malibu, Ca, for a long time. I had such a neat boss. Sigh, long long time ago.
2006-09-11 23:27:53
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answered by chris 5
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working in a juice factory. I was on the assembly line and my job for 12 hours was to test if the cups were leaking. They made those little cups of juice that you got in the hospital, with the tinfoil lids. I had to pick them up, turn them over and give them a little squeeze to make sure they were sealed. The worst of it was, you could not wear gloves and the tinfoil would cut your skin and then you would end up getting orange juice in the cuts. If you needed a break from that, you got to make boxes!
2006-09-11 23:27:25
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answered by blackcatmingus 3
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I used to work in a manufacturing plant. My job was standing at a conveyor belt watching the product come down the line inspecting, and then gluing corners and sending it down the conveyor belt. Not only was it hard to stand for the full eight hours in one spot but the glue made you "high". Although they said they had it tested, the smell of the hot glue churning still made you "high", a sickening high.
2006-09-11 23:30:04
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answered by Tweek 3
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when I was pregnant with my now 16 year old girl, I took a temporay job (that I wasn't suppose to have to start with-the doctor had taken me off me feet because of prior miscarry's and lost a baby at birth 6 month prior..I was high risk). But I just had to get out of the house and do something! I took a job with this weird company out of a basement of this home that subleases CVS's inventory people out to their store's. The pay really sucked! You had to get up really early and drive god knows where..from CVS to CVS to do inventory, that really wasn't that bad. But the people I worked with where all complete butthole and mean. All off them smoked and I was pregnant and I had to go in their car and all go in one car (rules). I wasn't allowed a window seat for ventalation when everyone smoked me out (rules),,I had to take a middle back seat (rules)..in which I never saw the rule book stating anything at all. They where hateful. I was nausea and I got them one day when I threw up on one. I told them I was sick and they would not pull over (rules). We have to make time and not stop..we have a dead line..blah blah blah..well, when I threw up on eveyone..they are like why did you say you were going to throw up..I DID...All you can same is rules..so this is my rule...Let me out, I QUIT! The smoke make me sick and my unborn child does not need this. When you are a non-smoker, it can be very naseating to you; especially when you are pregnant. I worked there about two weeks and I had had enough.
2006-09-11 23:44:02
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answered by sdrose17 4
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Dunkin Donuts when I was 17. that place was gutter to the extreme. People having sex in the back everybody. Stealing(present party included). My manager even got caught taking from the safe and tried to commit suicide because she got caught. I was basically the assistant manager getting $5.50 per hour. They would leave me there to run the shop by myself all the time. I was able to tell people what to do, but it was like they had ADD or something. Not saying anything is wrong with that, so sorry if I offend you by saying that. But who can't make coffee and a cream cheese bagel? When I was on the morning shifts, that place was crazy. Lines out the door with at least 25 people in line till around 9:00am. People love them some dunkin donuts. I always hated having to give the cops free donuts and cofee. Oh yeah, the legend is true about cops and donuts. And on Sunday's it was ridiculous. The people coming from and going to church would have the lines out the doors with at least 30 people on line and some would wait like 15 minutes for thier food. Ridiculous. It was the pace we moved at that was crazy. We were moving like roaches when the lights get turned on. And cofee burns from the ground cofee that just got brewed is no joke. It hurts with a sting that will stay for hours.
But on the posotive side I always got free food. Was not allowed, but who cared? Really? They would always leave me there for my whole shift and I used to have friends come over all the time. Just hang out. I would let them come behind the counter and help themselves. I remember I was working by myself one day and we have a drive through. but during the day it is not busy, so it was OK. but someone drove up to the drive through and it was all normal. He ordered and everything just like a regular customer. Summertime. It was one of my friends but I did not know. He pulled up to the window and just blasted me with a super soaker. I was drenched. Pulled up front and I crept out the back door with a bottle of soda while he was going through the front door. I came up behind him and poured it all over him. he was highly upset because it was soda and he used water on me. Oh man, the good old days. But that place had too much stress. I quit as soon as I got hired to work at a retail for $2 more per hour. It was nautica factory outlet at that. That work was def not worth the pay. But retail has it's own stress. It was at the biggest shopping place in NY. And that place was hectic. Especially on hollidays and I worked in a popular store. All work sucks. I hate it. PEACE!
2006-09-11 23:44:16
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answered by Mitchell B 4
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Military.
Hated taking orders from people who didn't know shite about what they were doing. Which is why I completed my 5 years and got out, and became a Paramedic for the New York Fire Dept.
2006-09-11 23:26:40
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answered by Anonymous
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