I taught school, and while we had the summers off, I often worked a summer job to get a little more money into the household. One job I had was working second shift at a meat packing plant. I worked the "kill floor". My job was to place a plastic liner into a card board box. Then I had these large vats of the internal organs, that were still warm, from the pigs that were killed during the first shift delivered to me. Then I had to go into the vats and get the internal organs and put them into the boxes by type (stomach linings, kidneys, etc.), weight them, strap them, label them, and put them on a fork lift that would bring them to the freezer.
2007-12-08 00:48:06
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answered by Gladys 6
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I worked in the local nursing home for about 2 months at minimum wage, 2 days a week as a house keeper. I was expected to clean about 50 rooms in 8 hours. I hated the way the patience's were treated by the nurses and aids. I hated the job so bad that after I quit, I never even went back to get my last 2 pay checks. They never sent them to me either and that was back in the summer. Needless to say, when income tax time comes, I will see how much they say that I earned while I was working there. If it has the amount of the last 2 checks on there I will let IRS know that I never received that money.
2007-12-07 17:50:23
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answered by SapphireB 6
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I retired from the Navy and had 3 jobs before I settled in doing logistics at a local shipyard with Navy and Military Sealift Command ships. After almost 7 years, Clinton came a long and screwed everything up for the Navy. I got laid off in Feb of '93. A friend of mine was the overseer for 2 cemeteries and needed someone with leadership experience to run one of the cemeteries. The owner was a complete jerk, didn't want to put any money out for equipment maintenance, just for starters. His 'mechanic' was some kid who was a 'back yard mechanic' who used a PAPER CLIP to hold the throttle together! We had an area that had double vaults (one casket on top of the other) and we weren't allowed to use the back hoe to dig up there. We had to dig open a grave (vaults were all already in place) by hand. I was offered the job I now have in July of that year, went for the interview at 1 p.m. on a Wednesday and I never went back to the cemetery to work.
2007-12-07 16:46:16
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answered by AmericanPatriot 6
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Chicken farm. Had to pull dead chickens and repaire the equipment and keep my house up. We had alot of other responsibilities in keeping the bio-unit going.( I think there were 10 houses in each unit) They placed bets when they first saw me walk in and figured I wouldn't make it till 1st break. I cried I hated that job so much. I used to joke saying I'd have pictured myself as a hooker long before ever doing that job....but I was too old to be a successful hooker by then. LOL So...I did that. To this day I just think of the stench of rotting chickens and barf. It took me about a week to quit barfing and quite a long time before I could eat chicken again. I lasted over a year and then I almost got my finger cut off in the machinery and developed "chicken fungus" and called it done. I mean for 6.25 an hour? Hour drive there and hour home.....it was wearing on me for sure.
2nd worse was 7 years at K-Mart. People treat you like garbage and the employers worse. The grand finale was when they expected me to put my kids in a shelter and go and sit in the store with a cat. 5 hurricane off shore to keep an eye on the cleaning man. They lock you in and you can't leave. I was so ticked. Already worked with people evacuating and others stocking up and needed to get my own place secured....then to say put your grade school kids in a shelter and come and sit there? No thanks. They feel they own you once you are hired and you might as well forget about family and any other obligations. Hard to do when you're a single parent. I missed my parents 50th wedding anniversary after putting in a years advanced notice. I mean I could have gone on but it was just one thing after another and after all that time things weren't getting better and looked positive it wasn't going to.
2007-12-08 07:24:02
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answered by Anonymous
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I had to think a long time about this, since I've had many crummy jobs. The worst has to be unloading trucks at a metal recycling plant. This was before OSHA and environmental protection laws. I was breathing rust from old metal drums and getting battery acid on my clothes. Most of my coworkers were winos, and I had to be careful they didn't hit me in the head with a battery. I think I cleared $10 for an 8 hour day.
2007-12-08 01:31:21
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answered by Anonymous
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Being a teacher in a large urban school district. I have had jobs where I cleaned old people's bottoms, gutted squid, fed sheets into hot mangles, sold fishing bait, filled out thousands of file cards, fielded collection calls for a failing business, but never have I experienced such daily abuse and disrespect than as a teacher. I had taught in a private school and in a rural area, and it was great, but what goes on in large urban schools is unbelievable. If I ever hear people criticise teachers, I just boil! You have no idea how much they sacrifice to take that job. I no longer teach. I make half the salary, but enjoy my work and have my health and peace of mind.
2007-12-08 03:42:19
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answered by Snow Globe 7
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worked at a factory that spun copper wire onto coils - don't know what the coils were used for - basically no training - wire kept breaking and couldn't find anybody to help me figure out what I was doing wrong or if it was just the wire or whatever ---- clocked out and went home at lunchtime
second worse ---- Walmart --- 5 1/2 years of absolute misery
finally couldn't take it any more -- quit even though I didn't have another job lined up
by the way, I lived in a small town that had basically 2 places to work -- the coil factory or Walmart
2007-12-07 21:42:41
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answered by bassetfreak 5
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My worst job was working at a nursing home as an aide when I was 17 or 18. I had no idea what I was in for and left after 4 hours... in tears.
2007-12-07 18:12:52
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answered by noonecanne 7
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I was just out of high school, was 17 y/o, & I worked a summer job in a greenhouse, where mums were raised. It was so hot & humid, that some days, I thought I'd pass out. I realized the importance of drinking water. I had to quit after developing an allergy to the mums. That was my saving grace.
2007-12-08 03:35:45
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answered by Shortstuff13 7
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Working for an AMEX call centre, the worst, 65% of the customers were rude, but the worse people to put up with were the managers and supervisors - their idea of keeping people under their control was to demoralize them as much as possible -- They told me everything I allegedly did wrong on a call and I said "lets listen to the tape" my supervisor balked at first, had this long list of "errors" i had supposely made - I said get the tape or I am out of here, didnt want this job when I started here, I would be more than happy to walk out now -
So she got the tape, we listened to it and every single "error" the monitor had written was a lie -- she said I had put the customer on hold for 5 minutes as an example, the longest time he was on hold was for 20 seconds -- and so on -- all lies. This is their way to keep people from asking for a raise.
2007-12-07 17:28:15
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answered by isotope2007 6
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