I know Daniel's warehouse job is not exactly fulfilling, but it could be worse. A LOT worse.
At Intel I started out testing integrated circuits. Green light went in one bin, the occasional red light another. That was it, for 9 loooong hours each day. No talking permitted lest we become distracted, though a trained chimp could have done it easily.
Let's hear it.
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Prison guard - all that work I put in and it turned out they had the wrong dude.
Parole officer - they never turn in their info sheets on time so I had to visit them at their pool painting jobs, unbelievable.
Tire salesman - One guy wouldn't pay up so I had to swing by for a rim repossession. Also got coffee cracked one day after work, not a safe work environment.
Nurse - This old guy wouldn't stop complaining about his plaque. I never had much time because of this job, only one hour for pizza.
Personal service worker - i had to take care of an old guy, who always had this sour grumpy look on his face, and stared day in and day out except when his one working arm had the energy to pinch my buttocks.
fortunately the house had termites, when it came crashing down, it was my day off,
poor ester though, she was trapped under the man, under the rubble, in the middle of changing his man diapers, got a really bad yeast infection, and ecoli, and the rigormortis of the dead old crook musta been really uncomfortable
overnight receving at an international chain of superstores,
hours pullling 3000 pd skids of produce of a truck manually,
never trained on the electrical gear even though promised
herniated lumbar disk in my spine, they didn't even have the consideration to ask me why i why limping,
Eventually had to use oxycontin just to work, had to work just to afford oxycontin,
so depressed from overnights,
got clean(well on methadone, which makes you cold, and sweat) assigned to work in the freezer department until i couldn't take the -30 temperatures, or the rheumatism in my hands,
dark chapter in my life,
couldn't take my break in the breakroom because i couldn't relate to the old lady immagrants, took back up smoking ciggarettes so i took my break at the smokers section
Frustrating being the smartest one in the building, doing grunt work, listening to miserable people bitch and complain all day
and there was no way we could work at the pace Daniel was taking things off shelves and moving them, or wed have a fire lit under our ass about not unpacking 85 boxs and hour,
A T-shirt factory. I was on the line that had to turn mens tee shirts inside out to prepare for the sewing line in front of me. I had to have the line that went down the middle of the shirt match the lines on 40 other shirts, one on top of the other, and I had to work fast if I wanted to make any money. And like your worst job, a chimp could have done it. We had to stand to do it and no talking. Backbreaking work, even though I was young.
My God it's been forever since I thought of that wretched job. I'll probably have nightmares tonight.
Housekeeper at the airport Hilton.
I was never able to keep up with how many beds we had to make a day. (However, the flight crews always left excellent tips, plus a bevy of snacks for us.)
Hot, heavy, uncomfortable well. Silly-looking polyester uniform with outrageously-ugly color schemes. (Now the uniforms are just a white shirt and dark pants, with the chain's logo on the shirt.) Supervisor gave all the best shifts to her near and dear ones.
I lasted all of a month before I quit. Didn't matter. I was just saving for my first trip to New Orleans, anyway. Once I raised the funds, I was outta there.
A year later I was in grad school, on my way to a fantastic career.
After a long period of illness and unemployment, the government sent me to a work shop for work training.
I sat at a table, putting caps on water bottles for six hours while the other "workers" were slacking, guys were flirting with the girls using really filthy language. They even played hide and seek while the boss was in his office googling something I'm sure.
With two hours to go I just left without saying a word and swore I would never go back.
Social services threatened to withdraw my payment but my story made them take a closer look at the place and they then realized it was not for me.
I'm a webdesigner, a teacher in hardware and software tech, was almost finished with my psychology studies at uni when I got sick.
Caps on water bottles felt like a step down...
Don't get sick or unemployed!
I was in college and had a part time job in the summer working for an aerospace engineering company. They made plane parts and whatnot. I don't remember what the parts I worked on were were used for, but they were these tubular metal things that were anywhere from 2-4 inches long. These tubes had holes drilled in them and my sole job for four weeks (before I quit because I was afraid to lose my mind) was to stick pins through these holes to make sure they had been drilled at the right diameter. Then, once that was done, I had to use a little Dremel tool with sandpaper attached to it to buff the insides of the tubes to make sure there were no splinters or barbs or anything of that nature that would compromise the integrity of the part. 10 hours a day, 5 days a week for 4 weeks. FML.
shareYou think doing laundry or washing dishes or digging ditches or any of a thousand mundane jobs are any better?
I think the aerospace industry was lucky to lose you since your fear of losing your mind might have endangered those little tubes, which might have been necessary in the protection of human life in space.
i would have taken his job anyday FFS
then again i wouldn't have spent so much time on the rectify boards
double edge sword?