Delievring bread to holiday camps getting up at 0230 is mine.

Polishing spoons (1982) just after leaving school.

Went Monday morning, bored by 10:30. Left @ dinner and never went back.

Digging holes in cold/freezing conditions with heavy rain for a cable company..

Civil Servant these days.. I work in the Red 'Mysterious' Building at the bottom of the Moor..

Packing filofaxes for the Germans at a crap place in Ecclesfield :suspect:

Making Jelly babies at Bassetts.

Originally posted by Deejay
Digging holes in cold/freezing conditions with heavy rain for a cable company..

Civil Servant these days.. I work in the Red 'Mysterious' Building at the bottom of the Moor..
My brother used to do that very same thing DeeJay!

i used to work at C.I. Jenkinsons on penistone road my job was stamping niloc tools sheffield on chisels for 8 hours a day,i used to do around 3000 in a shift and get £22.50 a week (1981) i still don't know how i stuck it for over a year but i did.:|

(niloc was the boss's name spelled backwards)

mine was a saturday job in a cafe. When it wasn; very busy the manager used to dream up jobs to give us something to do.

He once said the environmental health officers were coming and demanded we clean between the floor tiles with toothbrushes to clean the grouting.

Two members of staff agreed. I walked out.........and never went back

Originally posted by Dirk Diggler
My brother used to do that very same thing DeeJay!

Bet he lasted longer than I did mate, I think I did a full week and that was me done :gag:

I think mine has got to be when I had just left school and I worked in a biscuit factory packing gluten free biscuits. They didn't even taste nice so you couldn't eat your way through the day. Wasn't bad money at the time though.

Thankfully I have a slightly better career now!

When I used to be a student I worked in a shop, at the start of every 'shift' I would have to endure a motivational speech, once consisting of singing along to stupid music.

I hated it, it was stupid and make me feel worthless,I felt like I was being treated as a 3 year old........... maybe i'm a stick in the mud as some of the others really seemed to enjoy it, but the majority used to just humour the managers.

I've walked down the moor a few times and heard staff shouting out things early in the morning from inside the building above the Bank of scotland, it seems the motivational speeches must be a growing trend!
Poor sods!

I once had a summer job where I had to sit with a guillotine and cut the square bits of plastic that are used on envelopes so you can see people's addresses. To make it worse they made me do it sat in a corner, facing the wall. Oh man, I feel sad thinking about it!

I took a factory job just after i left school during the summer before starting my new Hairdressing job in the September...

It was working for Estee Lauder... great perks... Hated it... Never knew which line you were going to be on... One day to the next... They would swap you with another person at a drop of hat (not literally lol) it was a horrible place to work in...

the part time job I have now, mcdonalds crew member.... :gag:

Crap job no. 1
I once spent a summer counting oversize bras and colostomy bags. We were doing a stocktake in an enormous catalog warehouse that specialised in stuff for pensioners.

Mind numbingly boring but the pay was alright for a penniless student and the supervisor couldn't be bothered keeping tabs on us so we had a good laugh all the same. It was the summer of Bryan Adam's 'Everything I do'. Everytime I hear that now I swear I can still smell rheumatism cream!

Crap job no. 2
Working on the mixing deck in a huge bakery. Basically involved carting sacks of flour/raisins, monolithic bits of butter and buckets of food colouring, sticking them in the mixing machines and when done, emptying the appropriate mix into an enormous hole in the floor. Smelly, dirty, hot work, with crap hours to boot. I couldn't touch cake for months afterwards.

my worst job was working on variuos farms in boston area picking daffodils in march good money tho some days you could earn £100 a day hard work tho bent double all day

Worst Job?

Working for Tescos.

Spent five weeks weighing and measuring parcels for nine hours a day. I had to keep changing shifts - the night shift was bad, 'cos you'd get to work and watch the sun go down, and you knew you couldn't go home till it was daylight again.

I worked in a factory making tolilet cleaning packs for aeroplanes and all those crappy lynx gift sets you see in Boots at Xmas. Horrible, horrible.

My worse job was knocking doors for nPower. Commission only and motivational crap from 10-12 every day.

I've walked down the moor a few times and heard staff shouting out things early in the morning from inside the building above the Bank of scotland, it seems the motivational speeches must be a growing trend!

guess what? Yep that was us.

The company is called GQ marketing and its a bunch of poor people who have no idea what there in for being overmanaged and brainwashed into doing 70-80hr weeks for very little money, all so a guy called alan can have an M3 BMW and lots of holidays.

They promise opertunity and base everything upon lies to make you think they simpathise.

High staff turnover so watch out for their adverts in the star every week. look for words like 'motivation' 'management training' 'marketing' 'national company'

Most mind-numbing would be packing prospectuses into boxes at Sheffield Uni. Lovely people, good money but sooooooooo boring.

Most minging - working as a cleaner at a home for the elderly. One of the residents had been a smoker for his whole life and had the most terrible cough (and probably cancer too). He used to sit in his chair watching Neighbours and cough up stringy phlegm which he then rolled into balls and smeared down the side of the bin. I used to gag every time I changed that damn bin.

Originally posted by foo_bear
Most mind-numbing would be packing prospectuses into boxes at Sheffield Uni. Lovely people, good money but sooooooooo boring.

The worst jobs can be bearable if you are working with people you like, and good money certainly is a bonus.

Sausage factory in Handsworth. Needless to say I don't eat the things anymore.
:gag:

Cleaning production line delivery modules for smiths crisps (when they existed). Left after half a shift when they asked us to clean them all again when they couldn't find any other work for us to do.

Smelled of burning potatoes and melted plastic for days afterwards.

Sunday papers delivery, sorry if you lived in petersfield circa 1984 - your sundays were too heavy and ended up in the council bins.

Oh yes, 6 months with Jobcentre Plus answering emails. That was quite recently, and I am still in therapy. (mind you so are some of the people I repsonded to!)

worked at morrisons when i was a student on the meat counter - not good im vegi!

working in Sheffield college as a development officer under a manager that had no idea what he was doing so I had to manage the work myself. And out of all the degrees surrounding me, they were so thick and all 'yes sir' so I left. And life has been better ever since.

Sprout picking has to be one of the worst jobs I've had (i've had a few cr*p jobs)!

First day we were shown a green net bag and told we'd be paid so much for each bag we filled - the bag looked quite small, but streched to three/four times its size when it was being filled! It was freezing cold (literally) and wet and back-breaking work. Must have been mad. Don't even like sprouts!

My worst job was working in a Christmas cracker factory when I was 16 ! I hated it, 12 hour shifts. A canteen that specialised in cabbage with everything and lukewarm tea. Horrid supervisor who looked like she'd be at home in Royston Vasey.

Money was good though.

When I left college got a job at a family run hotel in Scarborough. I was hired as a Receptionist but was told I would have to help out in the restaurant. I know to expect long days in the hotel trade, but this place proved too much.

A normal day started with serving breakfast in the restaurant, then going to clean the rooms, run down to reception when someone rung the bell to check in or out... Back in the restaurant to serve dinner and then doing the bar till 11pm. When the chef asked me to go and do the dishes one night after I'd closed the bar I protested. He said "If you don't like it, leave"
I left the following day.

blackpuddin bender at daveys ..

Originally posted by LoopyLou
mine was a saturday job in a cafe. When it wasn; very busy the manager used to dream up jobs to give us something to do.

He once said the environmental health officers were coming and demanded we clean between the floor tiles with toothbrushes to clean the grouting.

Two members of staff agreed. I walked out.........and never went back

lol good for you!

I feel like walking out of my part time job now.

Worked for 6 months for Merc dealers on Hanover Way what utter Snobs,

Another crap job I had:
Working on a chinese junk boat in Hong Kong, selling "your name in chinese" calligraphy to tourist. The work itself wasn't too bad, but we had to wear red nail polish (no other colour allowed) and wear a mini skirt. I started wearing a longer skirt after a couple of weeks and got fired!

Think it was doing telemarketing...
makes me shudder to think about it. Used to get torrents of abuse (understandably I suppose) from other end of phone. Worst thing was that I only stuck it for 3 sessions, which counted as my "training" so I never even got paid for it!!

Malcolm (HarrietsBoyfriend): the crappest job ive ever done is working two days on a battery farm when i lived out on the east coast (near hull). i was **** on, bitten and scratched. not to mention that, but we had to carry at least 4 chickens by their legs in each hand. by the time the end of the day was comming, it was more like eight per hand. i struggled alot with that as i was only 16/17 lol i couldnt use my hands for a day. they were just like a lego mans hands because id been gripping so tightly. id never ever do that again.

the other bad job ive had was believe it or not a paper round. i lived in a village where the houses were usually about a mile away from each other with just a few been next to each other. i must have done some miles on that bike. and all for £7 a week. haha. bloody paper rounds. i used to beg my dad to take me in the car! haha

door canvassing done that too, not good

Hod carrying at stone henge, a real back breaker

Timpsons shoe shop.
Taking hush puppies for walks

H. Samuels jewellers.
Cleaning s**t out of cuckoo clocks

cold calling telesales at ant marketing

SNAP - Ant chuffing marketing, absolutely no good to anyone with half a brain. ideal for those with E's, F's and U's in their exams or with a spot of naivete and a desire for money.
:gag:

Worst Job 1:
Saturday boy in a fruitshop on £1 / hour (!).
Duties; Humping sacks of spuds & onions around, breaking up boxes to reduce waste size, emptying the massive walk in fridge & refilling it again (stock rotation). Every onion had to have its loose dry skin removed so looked presentable on display. Outdoors all weathers all year. My palms were as dry & rough as a nun's flue. There was a florist there who was my age but really thought she was my life mentor, in retrospect she looked & acted exactly like George Doors when he's done up as the Fat Club leader. :) Wonder if took his inspiration from her?
I stuck it a year.

Worst Job 2:
Washing pots in a Hospital kitchen. Why do old people chew food then gozz it back onto their plate? What's wrong with the bedside bins? Why do old people take out their crusty dentures & leave them wrapped in tissue on the tray when it goes back to the kitchens? Stuck it for 6 months.

Worst Job 3:
Nursing in the NHS.
Duties inc; Bed bathing. Dealing with aggressive & abusive people politely when you just want to headbut them. Vile smelling, manipulating alcoholics/adicts that use the ambulance service as a personal taxi- call 999 then come to hospital for a free feed & clean clothes out of 'donations'. Spending 14 hr shifts cleaning a constant stream of diarocca out of beds when half of the ward has the runs. Visitors. Parents who should be sterilized. Jumped up little ward sisters that think they own you & treat you like you just walked in off the street. Deaf nurses who are unable to hear buzzers nor physically move from their chair until it's time to sneak off for 1 of 6 x 20 minute fag break (and are able to get the lid off a tin of Quality Street. Spiteful tutors. I could go on. Stuck it for 15 years. (Twit!) :(