Worst job experience.

a couple of summers back I was looking for work and my cousins husband said I could work with him. He did painting, so I figured it couldn't be that bad. The "shop" was about 50 minutes away, but he said I could ride with him so again...nbd.


Well...He calls me the night before I start. He says to be at his house at 3:30 am. I get up at 3, drive over half asleep and get in the car. We go down to the shop and get things ready while it's still dark. As the sun comes up, we're ready to go.

We get in the work trucks and head toward New Haven, CT. I keep quiet and we arrive at this port. Apparently every couple of years these giant oil tanks need to be inspected by structural engineers. This means that someone needs to go in and sandblast the floor to get all of the sludge off of it so they can look for any weaknesses. We mix up the stuff (sand I guess even though it's not really sand) and get ready to go to work. The hole that you crawl through to get in these tanks is about the size of a fat human, so as a thin kid I barely fit through. Once you're inside it's completely dark and SMELLS horrible. Just horrible. I had to hold the light while John (cousins husband) sandblasted. About 15 seconds after the sandblasting started it got so cloudy that you couldn't see a couple of feet in front of you. The whole thing took about 5 hours. Pic of exact tanks for reference (the Gulf one).




Now the worst part was still to come. We were inside these hazmat suits so it was hot and disgusting...but now we needed to clean the sand up. That required shoveling it into a bucket, carrying the bucket to that tiny hole and handing it to someone so they could dump it out. This process was repeated hundreds of times just to clear the fucking floor. Then, we had to vacuum the whole floor. It took til about 8 pm that night...so in total about 13 hours straight of this nasty hardcore labor. Didn't get home til 10 or so so I was gone from 330 am to 10 pm roughly. Did that a week straight.


Then we finally started doing actual "painting" jobs the next week so I was excited. Again, 330 am be at the shop by 430. Well we had to drive to fucking RHODE ISLAND every day to paint gas stations. 2.5 hour drive (that I'd get paid for each way so 5 hours on the clock to sit) but still...it fucking blew when you were that tired and sitting in a work van full of fumes. We'd get there at 8 and work straight through til like 7 pm, drive back, get back around 930 and I'd get home at just before 11 pm. So 330 am to 11 pm for two weeks straight. I was pulling like 80+ hour weeks.

Then I quit.

oh yeah I also worked with a guy who had just gotten out of jail like two weeks prior. Apparent sexual assault on an 8 year old girl that he pled guilty to. Said he did it so she didn't have to go through a court trial, but who knows.

Either way he was a sex offender on the registry and one day we had to stop in the ghetto-est of ghettoes to pick him up. Ugh.

Haven't had too many jobs, but for me my worst was doing overnight shifts at a grocery store. 10pm-6:30am every night. Eventually I couldn't sleep after I got home in the morning because the sun was up already.

i just ended my restaurant job. both the people i worked with and ones that came in were angry all the time for no reason, with a few exceptions. but hey you should be getting your butt kicked if you're new so whatever

Haven't had a bad job experience yet. This summer is my first summer working as a swamper for the beer distributor and the first two weeks were really tough for me. 12 hour days that start at 4:30, moving upwards of 1500 cases of beer in a day. The combination of waking up early, being terrible with a hand truck, and being clueless as to where everything goes made me pretty stressed out. Once I got good at the job though and the soreness went away I really began to like it. Used to think it was the hardest work I've ever done, considered quitting, but then I ended up loving it and look forward to every day of work.

Well I'm only on my second job, and although not nearly as bad as that so called "painting" job, my worse job, my current job has been working at a full serve gas station. I come home every day lightheaded because of the fumes, I get yelled at by customers because they have to come in to pay. And I have brutal hours. I just made this thread to see how ba my job actually was compared to others.

HArdest job experience I had so far (not that bad though) was probably having NOTHING to do for straight 3 weeks. You have to sit in an office for 8 hours each day and don't have any work to do. I mean I had a computer with internet access, but that gets broing so fast. Can't imagine having a desk job like that for my whole life, I think I would go crazy.

i fucked up college 2 times, if i wanted to get my parents pay my college again i had to see what kind of work i would get if i didnt go to college.
so i ended up in an warehouse where my job was to slam the fuck out of new products with an hammer (40" tv's, macbooks, ipads, cameras) you may think this is fun, but after one week youre going crazy.
so imagine doing that one year long, 9/5.
now imagine doing that working next to a retard, and by retard i mean a real retard. a downie.... screaming in your ear that hes going to fuck a whore in the weekend.... yeah seriously...

and afterall my "leader' (45 years old and still at the same level as i was when i started the job)
looking like this:
(the "man")

all he was doing was telling other people that he only likes the finest girls and most of the girls were goddamn ugly.
ironicly this giant is his wife:
(the dude in the middle)
(the monster on the right)

i ended up messing with him for one year long, literally doing nothing usefull, only making fun of him and pranking him.

Also that same job:
there was this huge fatass which i always pranked. he would always get very mad about it and tried to grab me so he could throw me on the ground or some shit (this fatass was an bodybuild champion before he got fat).
so one time i was building an giant maze with refrigerators (took me about an week to build it). i pranked him so he would follow me into the maze, made it every time aa little bit narrower so he would get stuck in a maze and i could laugh at him from about 5 feet away without any danger :)

ok maybe it wasnt that bad at all overthere

carpet cleaning college dormitories

you could always tell when a female asian lived in a room because the machine would be completely clogged by long black hair and smell like top ramen

Of all the odd-jobs i have worked, the worst so far has been conducting political surveys over the phone. I was eating dinner one night and flipping through the mail from that day when I noticed a flyer advertising full time work. The flyer did not specify what kind of work I would be doing, but I thought it was still worth the interview. The interview rolls around, I knock the manager's socks off and land the job. I was to start the following Monday.

I had an incredibly disgusting boss while working at a shoe shop in Minnesota.

Ice factory. Ten hour days of removing wet bags and blocks of ice from a machine and stacking them on pallets, like in the picture below.



This wouldn't have been so bad if the room I was working in wasn't 35 degrees. You'd inevitably get wet an hour or two into your shift, at which point you would freeze your ass off for the rest of the day. I had frostbite all over my hands by the end of the summer, and I lost all feeling in my big toes for the summer and about a month into the school year.

We also had problems with the ammonia we used for freezing the water. It would leak out from the freezer into our production area every few weeks, and let me tell you, ammonia in your eyes, mouth, and lungs in NOT fun. Imagine the worst allergies you've ever had. Incredibly itchy eyes, a nose stuffed up beyond all belief, and nonstop sneezing.

I worked in a restaurant as a bus boy/dishwasher/bacon cooker. At first, the bacon cooking seemed like a dream job, but oh boy was i wrong. what i did was cook the bacon for the week 3/4 the way then put it in the fridge until it was needed, and since it was a breakfast restaurant, i cooked alot of it. it was twice my weight in bacon per week, and the grease smell gets in your clothes and NEVER comes out, (by accident wore a good pair of jeans and washed them 5+ times and they still smell like shit)

Working at domino's delivering pizza.

what a bitch

I work at a waterpark and I usually do the the pumps and wave pool and chemicals and stuff so I was in the back one day, and we have co2 tanks for the ph, and they frost up when they gets used quickly from the co2 leaving. So there was a puddle underneath it and I thought it was the frost melted and left that. It was a pretty big puddle though so I was curious, put my finger in it and smelled. It was chlorine. Like the super concentrated kind.

Fucking mobile.

But anyways. I throw a blue rag on it and go wash my hand because the smell was so bad I wanted to puke/pass out and my nose was running, eyes watering and my throat burned. I come back and the rag is white and disintegrating. I start to clean it up with sand and shit ton of water to dilute it and the fucking chlorine pump turns on because the parts per million were too low. There was a hole in the hose so it shot out and I got 2 squirts to my back. It was straight from the pump so if was even more concentrated and burned through my shirt and started to burn my skin. I had to hop under a chem shower and then continue to clean up the spill without puking or passing out because the fumes were so bad

I work an a engine room watchkeeper/mechanic on cargo ships. I had to clean the raw sewage tank without biohazard equipment because the company would not supply us. When I raised the issue, I was told to shut up, do the job or you are fired. Their excuse was people did the job before you did not have a problem.

I even got sick the next day.

That's fucked up man. I would have raised hell, but I guess you have your reasons not to. Heavy handed stuff like that (do it or you'll lose your job) pisses me right off. It's just a higher order of bullying.

I've been fortunate with job experiences, the worst I've faced is just boredom at a museum job. And I took a stick to the eye and scratched my cornea at my forestry job, but that's not the job, just a hazard of that line of work. I enjoy this thread though.

The worst job that i have ever had would have too be a grunt for a roofing company. I started this summer and hated it from day one. Carrying 40lb shingle bundles up on a ladder depending on the height of the roof. Once we got all the materials up the really shitty worked started. We were constantly having to make sure all the beams and things were in good shape and not splitting after putting in the nails. The worst part was the heat, if it was 90 degrees on the ground it was 115+. I made really good money for being 17 but it was the hardest worst job ever. Next summer will kick my ass again.

i work at a beach club and that may sound great until its 100 degrees out and your boss wants you to go weedwack and brushcut some random ass area( needed to wear long pants and a jacket because i got poison ivy the last time) then follow that by picking up around 50 bags of 80 lb trash. then putting some of those bags in the recycling while my boss sits there and drinks his frozen lemonade

worst job experience would be when I got frostbite on my toes in a -50F windchill while trying to rebuild a ramp at the top of the jordan lift at sunday river with no heat in the top shack. They wouldn't let me leave due to me observing the wind for opening the lift.

I pick up garbage and dont even like it.
but we contract for Oxy, (Occidental Oil Corporation) and apparently they aren't allowed in Ireland anymore because they had some kinda  incident that killed thousands of people. so thats interesting.

selling shit over the phone and door to door. you get yelled at all the time

I work for my uncle making shelves and cabinets for closets, garages, pantries, and storage spaces.

spent two weeks living in a camp with completely saturated ground. every step you would be up to your ankles in water. my tent stayed dry for sleeping thank god. There were no trees around to burn and our diesel stove crapped out. It was cold and miserable. Then we ran out of coffee for 5 days. My boots stayed wet for the whole two weeks.

I was working at an engineering company and we had to dig a hole to assess a building's foundation. The foundation was supposed to be a foot below ground, but it ended up being 5+ deep. If digging holes in the heat and humidity wasn't bad enough, it started pouring rain and a rain gutter dumped right into the hole. It filled with water and mud, and was just a mess. Thankfully that was my only day in the field, and the rest of the job was at a desk