whats the worst job you have ever had?mine was a bingo caller a few years back?

Question

everyone moaned at me for being too fast or too slow i seemed alienated because i was a lot younger than most of them there.

Gosh j i have just read your reply and thats awful the way you was treated i got moaned at but its more like abuse you suffered.

Answer 1

My last job was the worst- though having said that my current minimum waged sale assistant job isnt much better- atleast it didnt contributr massively to me relapsing and becomming ill with mental heatlh problems.

I used to work in a sort of delux green grocers, where I had to get up at the crack of dawn, nd I was told my shift was £5 an hour, 8am to 1pm.
Very often I had to rearrange my day around this shift. And very often they would send me home at 11am or 12pm- whichever suited the manager, did I get paid for them asking me to work more hours than they were going to let me work? no.
I was also shouted at by the boss- to the point where the customers felt sorry for me- many refuused to enter the shop if my manager boss was there- he intimidated them. I was 24 at the time, he was about 35? either way there was no right for him to talk to me- or anyone else- in this way.

I got myself fired after accidentally (though I am sure a freudian slip!) pricing a green and blacks chocolate bar at £1.99 insted of £2.99 (like I said- DELUX greengrocers).

The reason I didnt leave sooner? well I had 2 managers, I worked with the owner on a wednesday- good day, full pay, happy customers, cheeful me! I knew he appreciated me working with him as it meant he could go out for the day. I felt useful and this made me feel like I had a sense of worth.
Unfortunatly on the thursdays I often left on the brink of tears- the magager (not the owner) would be in and it was just me and him. I was constantly told I was stupid or slow or he would storm off and hit something- he would talk at a million miles an hour and if I forgot or mixed up a single detail, he would come down on me like a tonne of bricks.

One example is when I had been ther two days, I was asked to get an avocado from the stock room. I immediatly went down to the fridge and started searching. I then heard a thunder of foot steps as the manager came down stairs, "why the f**k are you looking in the fridge, avocados, where do you put avocados? go and find them NOW" to which I stood still- frozen with shock, before being growled at as he turned the corner to show me they were kept outside the fridge, cucooned in hay- not visable for me to see even if I had looked there.
He then went out to literally every customer to have a laugh at my expense- how I was so "stupid" to search for avocados in the fridge, how concerned he was at such an incompetant worker. He went out of the shop to chase customers along the road to tell them- thinking I couldn't hear, but the shop amplified his voice from the outside and I heard every word.

Another example is going to pay his personal mobile phone bill- and get his lunch. I gave him the reciepts and change, but when I got back he told me it was £1 short and where had it gone. All I can say is before handing the money to the sandwich people/mobile phone people on his behalf, my hand was more tightly wrapped around that cash than a bungee rope to a jumper.He hadn't given me the correct amount. Yet almost screamed - yes screamed -at me after I got his marks and spencers lunch and paid his £180 phone bill.

I relapsed into depression and then my eating disorder shortly before leaving the place. I dont blame the manager for that- I should have had the stregnth to leave earlier or to ignore the put downs, but I do think he was not a nice person and although the work wasnt too bad (picture me, a textile design graduate, refilling 30kg of muddy potatoes daily). I chose to work there as I wanted a job- to do something as I had been unemployed for 6 months and I also fell in love with the colours of all the fruit and vegetables-in a textile-y kind of way! I left with a psychological hate of avocados.

I still cant believe I lasted 6 months!

Answer 2

Mine was a Customer Service Representative (CSR) in the Emergency Department of a Hospital, the job wasn't all that bad but i had major problems dealing with blood, and all related hospital/sick problems. I have a very real problem with this. I have tried really hard to overcome it but to no avail. I took the job as a last resort at the time.

I might add that i certainly tried to do a good job however i applied for another post in the Hospital as soon as one became available. I was a dreaded CSR for all of two weeks.

Answer 3

Counselor in training for a group of 5 year olds. Bathroom trips every three minutes, no breaks, no eating some days, having to deal with them running around naked before and after pool time. The whining, fighting, and I was only paid 94 cents an hour. Less than 7 cents an hour per child. :K

Answer 4

My worst job was in Australia on a working holiday. I was asked to use a jackhammer to chip the slag out of an old furnace. It was 40deg C outside and even hotter in. I lasted 7 minutes and then walked.....to the pub for a nice cold beer. Good job I didn't need the money.

Answer 5

Working at an ice cream parlor. That job basically was scooping out ice cream and the customers didn't show me any respect. Also the neighborhood wasn't safe anymore. Been robbed at gunpoint twice. Luckily I am safe now.

Answer 6

Working as a cashier fo a co-op shop in Gorse Hill, Manchester.
- it was a nightmare because of the coustomers....

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i worked as a cleaner at a restaurant

Answer 7

Selling mobile homes. Wasn't much call for them where I was. I'd get maybe 2 customers a week. only sold one in 6 months. Booooorrrrriiiing!

Answer 8

working in a shoe shop. I HATE FEET. always have and having woman asking for your help putting shoes on them and the such was an absolute nightmare, but at 15 was about the only job going! Yuck yuck yuck. still gives me nightmares!

Answer 9

Holiday rep. The worst job ever.

Answer 10

i tempted once for the day, this wasn't the only day i have ever tempted i hasten to add....i had to load cctv film cassettes with film, i was expected to do 50 i did 300, it really wasn't rocket science