Worst job you ever had?

[Pancake]

This is a weird one - worst job I can remember but it had it's "up" side...

I was in my early 20's working in LA on various films as a PA production assistant while pursuing my music career.

Well me and the guitar player in the band got a gig back in '96 working for Playboy on a video called Voluptuous Vixens and we were rather happy about it to say the least. The shoot was at the Roosevelt hotel in Hollywood. But when we get there they have this nazi lighting grip who just works me and my buddy over like dogs from early morning until the models show up where they assign me to "hose."

So they tell me to get by the pool and lay down and they hand me a garden hose and I have to put my thumb on the spout so it would spray this arching spray - like a rainbow - and have the water splash into the pool. Well they frame up the shot and have me get in the most uncomfortable position in the world - inclined on my back

Well then here comes Stacy Sanches the Playmate of the year and she takes he clothes off and stands over me - now this was epic

Here is a picture from of my work - you'll notice the spray back there

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Well I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world. I mean I got to know this girl really really well if you know what I mean, but that was an accomplishment that I got out of the way in 5 minutes -- so needless to say by minute 20 my fingers are ready to fall off and my back is killing me

This went on for almost 4 hours

Needless to say it was difficult to sustain a firm hose for that amount of time, and what I discovered was that naked women - even on Playmates of the year - aren't all that exciting after that long of time

So I tell the nazi grip I need to take a break cause I can't feel my finger but instead orders me to lift tons of cable and lighting gear out of the truck, all the while calling me a loser stoner the whole time. I am unable to find this piece if gear and he screams at me in front of everyone - so I go back to the lighting truck and search some more - that's when me and my buddy came across the lighting crews sack of pot - and it was like 3 ounces of killer bud - and needless to say that's sort of where our money went when we got it and this nazi dude was calling us "loser stoner" all day - so we decided to liberate their weed into our pockets and jumped in our VW and took off

So we didn't get paid and we weren't called back by that production company again - but I'll never forget it

3oz of weed and naked playmate of the year? I don't know man but I think your disqualified from the worst job thread. LOL. Naw just kidding you.

 

[RamBall]

When I was 15 I detailed cars for the dealership my dad worked for. It was a small dealer in a very small town. I never got paid because on the 3rd day I walked off. It was hot as hell that summer and I had detailed every car the first 2 days and didn't feel they needed to be washed again,as the interior was untouched since I detailed it yesterday.

 

[Dieter the Brock]

3oz of weed and naked playmate of the year? I don't know man but I think your disqualified from the worst job thread. LOL. Naw just kidding you.

My thumb almost fell off and I was a musician by trade hahahah

I don't know - it always makes me think of a horrible time in my life. Like 20 years ago
How time flies

I did get a credit
Still on IMDB hahahh

 

[Athos]

Visual security for Macy's. Thank god I never had to do retail, because lemme tell you, every one of those sad sacks hated their lives and each other. I would too. That kinda retail sucks ass just from observation.

Anyway, having to go through the chemical poison fest known as the perfume areas sucked ass every time. Migraines. Sinus issues. At one point my nose was bleeding for a week every time I cleared it.

That stopped when I stopped working.

Anyway, that job taught I don't give a fuck about huge company's money when they pay shit.

The worst part of it all however was the holidays. Imagine listening to shitty ass Xmas music 20 hrs a week. Wished I was deaf.

 

[yrba1]

Worked at a car wash with a two-faced asshole of an owner last summer. He was very stingy with his workers, encouraging the managers to clock them out when the workers were done as they sat and wasted 30-90 mins waiting to be clocked in again. In response, I would just come to work around 11 and leave as soon as I get my 3-4 hours of slave wage. At one point the owner asked why I didn't come early, I just laughed and told him "I know I'm not gonna get clocked in if I come early so why should I waste my time waiting. I'll come over once the lines pick up." Quit the job 3 days after noticing my hours cut. Didn't bother looking back. I feel bad for the workers there though.

It's pretty sad when the tips the customers gave out provided more income than the payroll and as Athos said in his post above me

that job taught I don't give a fuck about huge company's money when they pay shit.

Things got better for me though this year. I'm at the last semester of my undergraduate degree and I did an internship from June-August of this year that paid $2000 a month after tax. I got experience in sales and learned a lot on a field in business (even though I'm a finance major)

 

[bluecoconuts]

I worked at Burger King for a day. I was an hour late because as I was walking in for my first day I was stopped by someone who was explaining to me how everything worked. When I went inside I found out he had just been fired a few hours prior.

I ended up serving a lady a burned fish sandwich right before I went home. I don't mean a little burned, I mean it was in the frier for like an hour or something.. The next day the manager called me and said I needed to talk to him so I figured I was fired and prepared accordingly.

Sure enough he brought me into the back room and started talking to me, then brought me out in front of everyone to yell at me to make an example or something. Finally he goes "get out of here, you're fired!"

To which I replied "Oh yeah? GLITTER!" and threw a bunch of glitter on him I put in my pocket earlier.

 

[ozarkram]

www.tree-planter.com/

This seems to be a Canadian site. And the luxury package compared to what we had.

 

[Pancake]

I worked at Burger King for a day. I was an hour late because as I was walking in for my first day I was stopped by someone who was explaining to me how everything worked. When I went inside I found out he had just been fired a few hours prior.

I ended up serving a lady a burned fish sandwich right before I went home. I don't mean a little burned, I mean it was in the frier for like an hour or something.. The next day the manager called me and said I needed to talk to him so I figured I was fired and prepared accordingly.

Sure enough he brought me into the back room and started talking to me, then brought me out in front of everyone to yell at me to make an example or something. Finally he goes "get out of here, you're fired!"

To which I replied "Oh yeah? GLITTER!" and threw a bunch of glitter on him I put in my pocket earlier.

LOL. Nice way to go out.

 

[-X-]

Roofer.
In Florida.
Mopping hot tar.




In Florida.

 

[snackdaddy]

When I was 18 and just out of high school back in the 70's I worked for a Fig company that had thousands of acres of figs around the Fresno area. I got several seasonal jobs throughout the year with them. The toughest was during fig picking season.

Two us us drove the truck that hauled the figs. We would take turns driving and standing on the flatbed stacking the heavy wooden boxes of figs. One trip I drive, get out and lift the boxes onto the flatbed while my partner stacked them. The next trip I stacked. Either way was heavy lifting.

The boxes weighed about 70 pounds each. We loaded several hundred boxes per trip and made several trips a day. We worked 7 days a week, 12 hours a day for about two months during the picking season. It was brutal at times cuz the temps were typically high 90's to low 100's that time of year. Good thing I was young and used to hot weather back then. I doubt I coulda done that in my 30's, much less now.
The one good thing was I never had time to spend my paycheck working so many hours. I saved enough to buy my first car. A 1958 Chevy Impala two door with chrome rims and moon hubcaps. I cruised a lot in that low rider.

 

[LesBaker]

I had to spend a summer as a 19 year old working as a "stunt DNA rifle" in the porn industry. I was there to provide the money shot.

I think I was in dieter's photo shoot.

 

[Athos]

That explains much Les.

And is somewhat disturbing.

 

[Pancake]

I had to spend a summer as a 19 year old working as a "stunt DNA rifle" in the porn industry. I was there to provide the money shot.

I think I was in dieter's photo shoot.

I have always loved your twisted humor. Your one of my favorite all time posters in the Rams universe.

 

[Tron]

I had to spend a summer as a 19 year old working as a "stunt DNA rifle" in the porn industry. I was there to provide the money shot.

I think I was in dieter's photo shoot.

You got fired cause you missfired and jammed up to much...Heard they called you Peso shot...

 

[Rynie]

Anyway, I currently work for FedEx. Every day I day dream about someone walking up to me and shooting me in the face. Sadly, it has not happened yet.

ex-UPS employee here; can confirm.

 

[LesBaker]

I have always loved your twisted humor. Your one of my favorite all time posters in the Rams universe.

'Cake I've posted with you for over a decade, you've always been one of my faves too!

 

[brokeu91]

When I was in college I worked at a local pizza place called Smugalas. The owners were just the worst. They were the worst bosses I ever worked with. I'm a hard worker, but they yelled at me for everything. They could never really explain what I was doing wrong or how to rectify it. I couldn't do anything right. I quit after two weeks. I then went to work at Papa John's which was terrible but infinitely better than Smugalas. At least at Papa John's the bosses could calmly explain if I did something/made the pizza wrong. I was able to correct my mistakes and got along with the staff fairly well. I also made more money there too. So if you're going to have a kid work at a pizza joint, there are worse places than Papa John's.

 

[RhodyRams]

Roofer.
In Florida.
Mopping hot tar.




In Florida.

double mops?..one of my old bosses used to yell and scream if we werent double mopping. Used to do factories and stores...100 sq a day sometimes..that sucked

 

[RhodyRams]

worst job for me

1) Junior year HS summer started, had my drivers license and was pumped for the summer. Then I got a job working in a cabinet factory. Assembly line putting the boxes together. Spray the glue clamp and air nail em. Sweep the floors in the cut shop and dust down all the machines and tools. There was a big vacuum which would suck up alot of the saw dust from the saws, and when it got blocked it was my job to jump down into the container and clear the intake. Sometimes I would have to grab garbage bags, fill em up with saw dust and haul em to my foremans truck, so he could spread it in his gardens. End of the day I would start on this rolling ladder with a big air hose blowing all the dust off the top of the machines, working my way down to the floor and sweeping up before closing time. Foreman wanted the shop spotless for the next day. Would get out of work covered in dirt, sweat with sawdust all in my clothes and shit. Trust me, it sucked

 

[-X-]

double mops?..one of my old bosses used to yell and scream if we werent double mopping. Used to do factories and stores...100 sq a day sometimes..that sucked

Of course double mops. Can't get the coverage without it, and then you just end up changing heads half-way through. Plus, I was mopping 'pitch'. Not sure if you've used that before, but it actually causes your skin to peel if you're exposed to it too long.

 

[PA Ram]

I've had a few bad jobs but this one story always comes to me because I was just a teenager and it just stuck with me all these years. I worked at a restaurant doing dishes, sweeping the lot--whatever--no big deal. But the manager was a jerk. One day he tells me to take a bucket and go into the basement and help this guy with the floor.

I kid you not--this was a bucket with some rags in it. I get down there and this guy is sitting on the floor wiping the floor with wet rags. Don't know if they had a mop or knew what a mop was or whatever but my suspicion is that the manager was just an asshole. So I shrug and start wiping the floor with these rags and thinking I'm quitting this job after today. Soon the manager comes down and yells at the other guy for doing a bad job.

The guy yells back, "Come on, Jack...it's good enough!"

The manager tells him it isn't.

The guys says: "I'm your brother!"

The manager tells him get back to work. Yes--he WAS the manager's brother. In the basement with a bucket of rags, scrubbing the floor.

Also--have cleaned out hazardous waste tanks and moved antique furniture(heavy as hell and don't you dare touch anyone's walls as you're taking a heavy dresser down three flights of stairs). But I'll never forget that manager and his brother. I can see that poor guy's anguished face today. Don't know whatever happened to them.