What Was The Worst Job You Ever Had??

Other than Rally's when I was in high school, I would say Bruegger's Bagels. I worked there for 3 months. TImes were hard, nobody was calling me back. I turned in the application on a :( "Here. Here is my pride" type of thing. They called me in for an interview and they asked me what my desired salary was and I said $9.00. He said the best he could do is $6.50. Since I was broke, no job prospects AND he didn't budge when I tried to play hardball, I took it.

I hated making bagels and coffee for stuffy white people. I ended up getting fired. The new district manager decided to have a mandatory meeting...on a Sunday...@ 5:30 pm! SUPER BOWL FUCKING SUNDAY!!! Everybody was pissed but nobody said anything. FInally, I spoke up on Thurday when I saw her and asked why on Super Bowl Sunday? She responded like a normal woman would, "I didn't know. I don't watch football." And she resheduled it for the following weekend.

I told her that I couldn't make it because I had the Navy Reserves. I even had one of the dudes from the Reserve Center call her and tell her that I had reserves that weekend. This butch bitch said, "You probably had one of your buddies to set that up for you. One of your homies. You could have called off the reserves. You could have asked one of your homies to give you a ride. The meeting was mandatory and you didn't show up, so you are fired."

It took everything I had to keep from cussing that bitch out. If I had really had reseverves I would have sued, but since I was just trying to get out of it, I couldn't. She would never have said that shit to me in person. Sometimes white people get bold when they have the power in their hands and the cops 2 minutes away. The only reason I didn't hit her or curse her out when I picked up my check was that I didn't want to go to jail. It turns out that me getting fired was a blessing in disguise.

Later on that month I did a poetry spot on St. Clair, and when I missed my stop on the #1, I saw Veterans Industries. I went there, saw a job on the board and 2 months later I had a job that more than doubled that Bruegger's bullshit salary.
Man sometimes you just gotta choke the shit outta white bitch. Bring the blood pressure down.
 
I was a mothers helper for these asshole white people when i was a teenager. Their little son used to abuse the shit out of me beating me with a damn wiffle ball bat and shit. Then I caught pneumonia from their fucking kids and nearly died and they were trying to dock my pay and shit and then had the nerve to complain i ate too much food before i got sick. Never again.

Not sure if that was worse than working in the snack bar at a pool club :hmm:

The Benetton job was god awful too.
 
First of all let me say that I have total respect for everyone that has got off their bum and worked.

For me, there was no other option when I was broke so I ended up:

Being trashman - only lasted one day. Not as bad as you would think. People pay you extra to take away their junk

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Toilet cleaner - looked at the bowl in the FEMALE restroom and quit immediately!!!

Factory worker; My job was to manually screw lids onto components. My fingertips got so raw, I had to cover my them with sellotape. The supervisor saw and then brought me gloves!!!

I'm like, why did n't you give me those in the first place, you stupid twat?

Got an office job now and I appreciate that every day

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This is y i dont do that bullshit feel me ...ive had the same job since i was11 yrs old, thats bein on the block keepin it 100 and makin more cake than any one in here feel me. most of yall dont have the heart to do wat i do so keep breakin yall back for chump change.:smh:

Yeah right, how much you had to pay cops and lawyers to keep yo' ass outta jail?:rolleyes:;)
 
Worked for a company sorting and displaying raw animal pelts and fur for coat manufacturers. Pay was CDN$20 an hour - full time-. Had to tag and rack hundreds of skins in rooms the size of basketball courts. The place was completely chlorinated and smelled of bleach but just could not breathe in that place. I was just completely amazed at the endless number of animals that were killed to supply the rich with a fashion statement. I was only twenty at the time but saw firsthand that there was something truly perverse in the way white people had organized their shit. I also learned something about myself and that is that there were somethings that I could not do for money. To me at that time it seemed that the world had been stripped bare of its wildlife as the amount of skins we had just seemed to me so obviously insane, and destuctive. In a word, evil.
 
not claiming to have had the worst job but i worked in car rental. At work from at least 7:15am-6:15pm (usually later). The way it worked, in order to be efficient we tried not to have more cars than we thought we needed. But often we would be short and I would frequently have to BS with the customer that his car was on the way or was getting cleaned when we really were just hoping another customer would return one any minute. I sympathized with customers who had reserations and somewhere they had to be but we didn't actually have a car available for them. Basically, the reservation only guaratees you'll get that rate on whatever we managed to scrounge up for you. I remember working both days before Thanksgiving and Chrismas, looking at a line of customers at least a dozen deep and having the computer tell me that we had nothing in our inventory. **counts to ten, inhale/exhales, remembers this is in the past**.

[edit] I feel this post above ^^^. I finished every day mentally drained. After I quit, my wife noticed that I was suddenly playing more with my kids. When I couldn't fake like I cared about the job or the customer I knew it was time for me to go.
 
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lol i worked with ^^^nuk dollars^^^ at the same graveyard that summer with my brother and another one of my boys....except i had to use a weed wacker. I had to put on this bullshit equipment that didnt fit and never had a functioning machine and work in 90 degree weather RAIN OR SHINE.

now that i think about it most of the jobs i've had sucked.... I work in the mental health field working in residences and schools around NYC. I've had shitty period stained underwear thrown @ me, i had a student beat off on the train (in front of a little girl and her mother) this list could go on for days.

my worst moment was on a vacation trip with the consumers to the poconos. We were going to Dorney park(amusement park) and the assistant director of the program took 2 other staff (the house manager and medical coordinator) and one consumer in a new 2007 Impala, while I the least trained individual (only been there for 2 monthes) had 6 wild dudes by myself in small tight minivan. He's doing bout 90-110 dipping in and out of traffic and im trying to keep up(no directions b4 we left, told me to just keep up and follow his car). A fight broke out on the van and i had to stop and break it up. These fuckers dont even stop and help me.... they left me and had me lost .... Kept calling them but they didnt know what to do. Broke of the highway, found a gas station to get directions and caught back up with them an hour later. I was ready to quit right then and there but had no way to get back home in NYC from Pennsylvania.... That night i got hella drunk and this older(43yrs old) fat broad cock blocked me from fucking the baddest chick (*co-worker*!!!) that came. Talkin bout "yall young ninjas dont know nothing bout this good older pussy, This good shit here is golden...
 
I went to an ad in the paper for a warehouse job and there was about 30 people there. They told about half we had the job off the bat so I was psyched up about it. After that we find out we selling $5 massagers, flashlights and etc on the street but they try to suck you in by telling the vets to act like they making all this money and flashing it in your face all day. One disgruntled ****** told me the game of what they were doing so I never came back the next day. I'm not a salesman so it wouldn't have worked for me anyway especially in southeast dc.

:lol: I fell for the same type of deal. I even had to use my own car and gas driving to all these locations to set-up and sell shit. I was a pretty good salesman learned some valubale skills on how to talk to people but I hated that shit. Being in the hot sun all day or in the rain trying to sell dumb shit to people. I left after I made a 1k in sells.

I felt bad for the other team though, they had it worse. They had to walk from house to house carrying a big ass box of toys trying to sell that shit door to door. :lol:
 
I worked at Hardees when I was 16 cause moms said she wasnt buying me shit anymore once I hit 16. I hated that bitch, go in at 4 to close. Everyone knows just cause you close at 10 dont mean you leave at 10. I was putting in 8 hour days and waking up going to school like 6 hour later at 16. I was fresh that year though, yes indeed.:yes:
 
bunch of cry babys.....

had to hook up flow meters in the sewer,(wanted to know how much shyt went thur the pipes all day & nite.....) know it's only bad went you are 60 to 90 ft under the street hooked up to a damn wench & roaches are big as a rolled up dollar bills.... then sume shyt is stuck to your damn boot or leg..... the flow would sume times be up to you chest.... thats the stuff people flush people......:angry::angry::angry:
 
Landscaping. I worked one summer for my neighbor's company, we would go to these super mansions to do their lawns driving at the back of pickup truck in the summer heat. I had to pull weeds from between rocks on driveway path with my hands, and cultivate flower gardens. At nights I get nightmares I am still pulling weeds. It was enough for me only to do it one summer. All for $150.00 a week.
 
Watching commercials and reporting their differences to their competitors

I didn't watch television for a year after that
 
I worked at Boston State hospital way back in the 70s...it was rightly called the crazy house.In fact,the book and movie starring Jack Nicholson,'One Flew over the Cookoo's Nest' was based on the place.

I was very young,and had never seen crazy people,other than family of course....
But I hated having to handle people,holding people down while the nurse injected them with some mind-altering drug...back then they were still doing shock-'therapy'.

The good part of the job was there was lots of nurses and staff to fuck...everyone from my boss to the cleaning lady...actually it wasn't a bad job,as that made up for a lot.
 
bunch of cry babys.....

had to hook up flow meters in the sewer,(wanted to know how much shyt went thur the pipes all day & nite.....) know it's only bad went you are 60 to 90 ft under the street hooked up to a damn wench & roaches are big as a rolled up dollar bills.... then sume shyt is stuck to your damn boot or leg..... the flow would sume times be up to you chest.... thats the stuff people flush people......:angry::angry::angry:

Fuck everybody else.

You win...
 
working for UPS as a supervisor during christmas...did that shit 1 night...they forgot to tell me that supervisors not only supervised the crew, they also worked (twice as hard)

i got sick the night before so i almost collapsed i was so sick....3am to 8am....never again

co sign like a mu'fucka :lol:

i wasn't a supervisor, since they promote based on seniority ..i lasted 4 months. cuz i started in May and it was hot as fuck that summer ..so the trailers i unloaded in were docked in the sun ..them bitches got to bout 135 degrees ..and the fans don't reach the back of those 55 footers :angry:
 
Working with bitches at a call center. Gotta get this education so I don't go through that shit again.
 
door to door insurance and selling cars straight out of college. i said fuck that shit, and never looked back.

now, i'm doing well :)
 
I worked the graveyard shift at a shell station. From 2-5 AM the only customers we had were cops, cab drivers, and junkies. You'd always see them twitching, picking their sores, and fighting over 50 cents worth of chocolate milk and wagon wheels.

One day a group of them jumped a couple drunks in the parking lot. The drunks fought back and the junkies took off. I called the cops, but before they could show up these fucking idiots came back. One had a sword, one had a knife, one had a revolver. The dude with the sword starts chasing one drunk around the store, the one with the knife starts cussing and throwing shit all over the store. The guy with the gun attacked the other drunk but didn't know what to do because the gun was unloaded.

The quick thinking alkie yanked it out of his hands and whipped him over the head wit it so hard the chamber fell out. Dude's head split open and started bleeding everywhere so him and his junkie buddies jumped in their pick up truck and left.

So now you have this alkie, his shirt is covered in blood, he's holding the gun with no chamber in total shock. Says "Man, what the fuck? I just came here to get some smokes on my way to the bar now I got a fucking gun WHAT THE FUCK!!??" I said "look,I just called the cops. If you don't put that gun down they're going open fire and kill us all." He was pretty reluctant, i guess because of the shock, but he finally did.

Cops show up and take statements. Owner shows up finds out I'm okay and say "good, count the merchandise and clean up the blood. Lets get this place open as fast as we can." I told him to go fuck himself, threw off my uniform shirt, and walked home. The woman who took over my shift got robbed at syringe point a week later.
 
Worked in the chicken department of a ghetto ass supermarket. Middle of summer and I would stink of chicken, my dog would lose his mind when I came home. Man I couldn't eat chicken for a year after I quit that job.

http://www.westernbeef.com/
 
Bus Boy at Angelo's Fishermans warf. The owner Angelo was some connected old school mafia guy that came to Houston during the 80's. he burnt down his restaurant on several occasions to get the insurance money.

Anyway, the guy was a creep. Straight up racist and asshole. One time during one of his meetings. He threw a cup of butter at me cause I wasn't listening. The butter hit a waiter in the head (big ass black dude) I couldn't stop laughing as he struggled to apologize cause he was about to get his old ass kicked.

On my final day there when he fired me, I went into the ballroom (in his aquarium) and stabbed his HUGE fish (that he loved to death) in the back with a steak knife.:lol:
 
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Cutting grass on the side of the inter-state. Good pay ($25.00/hr) But dangerous as hell. Imagine working in the middle of the night, tired as hell sprinting back and forth across the highway dodging semi trucks. Had a fat ass cracka ass missing teeth ass, Nascar lovin ass, Slim Jim snappin ass, WWE wraslin watchin ass, chaw chewin ass redneck looking nigga as a supervisor. Lazy motherfucker followed our progress in a pickup with his buddy in the back setting out cones while we risked our lives. These mofos got so lazy with it they nigga-rigged up a cart connected by rods to the tailgate and installed flashing lights so they didn't have to periodically get out and advance the cones. Shit makes me mad just thinking back on it:angry:
 
No job I consider to be the worst even if they were bad. I think about the many people who would kill for a job no matter the pay, or description. With that said I'm fortunate for all jobs that I get as the next man may not be so lucky. :cool:
 
Field collections for Rent A Center in the mid 90's. I split my time working in rural Maryland and inner city Baltimore. From nasty trailer parks to the filthy project apartments, I saw a lot of repugnant shit. :puke: The place was run by a bunch of thieves and most of the managers couldn't find their asses in the bath tub with both hands and a map.:smh:
 
lol i worked with ^^^nuk dollars^^^ at the same graveyard that summer with my brother and another one of my boys....except i had to use a weed wacker. I had to put on this bullshit equipment that didnt fit and never had a functioning machine and work in 90 degree weather RAIN OR SHINE.

now that i think about it most of the jobs i've had sucked.... I work in the mental health field working in residences and schools around NYC. I've had shitty period stained underwear thrown @ me, i had a student beat off on the train (in front of a little girl and her mother) this list could go on for days.

my worst moment was on a vacation trip with the consumers to the poconos. We were going to Dorney park(amusement park) and the assistant director of the program took 2 other staff (the house manager and medical coordinator) and one consumer in a new 2007 Impala, while I the least trained individual (only been there for 2 monthes) had 6 wild dudes by myself in small tight minivan. He's doing bout 90-110 dipping in and out of traffic and im trying to keep up(no directions b4 we left, told me to just keep up and follow his car). A fight broke out on the van and i had to stop and break it up. These fuckers dont even stop and help me.... they left me and had me lost .... Kept calling them but they didnt know what to do. Broke of the highway, found a gas station to get directions and caught back up with them an hour later. I was ready to quit right then and there but had no way to get back home in NYC from Pennsylvania.... That night i got hella drunk and this older(43yrs old) fat broad cock blocked me from fucking the baddest chick (*co-worker*!!!) that came. Talkin bout "yall young ninjas dont know nothing bout this good older pussy, This good shit here is golden...

I worked the graveyard shift at a shell station. From 2-5 AM the only customers we had were cops, cab drivers, and junkies. You'd always see them twitching, picking their sores, and fighting over 50 cents worth of chocolate milk and wagon wheels.

One day a group of them jumped a couple drunks in the parking lot. The drunks fought back and the junkies took off. I called the cops, but before they could show up these fucking idiots came back. One had a sword, one had a knife, one had a revolver. The dude with the sword starts chasing one drunk around the store, the one with the knife starts cussing and throwing shit all over the store. The guy with the gun attacked the other drunk but didn't know what to do because the gun was unloaded.

The quick thinking alkie yanked it out of his hands and whipped him over the head wit it so hard the chamber fell out. Dude's head split open and started bleeding everywhere so him and his junkie buddies jumped in their pick up truck and left.

So now you have this alkie, his shirt is covered in blood, he's holding the gun with no chamber in total shock. Says "Man, what the fuck? I just came here to get some smokes on my way to the bar now I got a fucking gun WHAT THE FUCK!!??" I said "look,I just called the cops. If you don't put that gun down they're going open fire and kill us all." He was pretty reluctant, i guess because of the shock, but he finally did.

Cops show up and take statements. Owner shows up finds out I'm okay and say "good, count the merchandise and clean up the blood. Lets get this place open as fast as we can." I told him to go fuck himself, threw off my uniform shirt, and walked home. The woman who took over my shift got robbed at syringe point a week later.

Bus Boy at Angelo's Fishermans warf. The owner Angelo was some connected old school mafia guy that game to Houston during the 80's. he burnt down his restaurant on several occasions to get the insurance money.

Anyway, the gay was a creep. Straight up racist and asshole. One time during one of his meetings. He threw a cup of butter at me cause I wasn't listening. The butter hit a waiter in the head (big ass black dude) I couldn't stop laughing as he struggled to apologize cause he was about to get his old ass kicked.

On my final day there when he fired me, I went into the ballroom (in his aquarium) and stabbed his HUGE fish (that he loved to death) in the back with a steak knife.:lol:

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My worst job was telemarketing. I was a senior in high school and they pay was good. . . But of course I stayed getting cursed out and having dirty old men say "Ooo. . you have a sexy voice. Sound like you a sweet little young thang." :angry::angry:



Family Guy - "Muscley Arm Guy"
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damn a whole year :confused::confused:


Yeah, imagine watching every variation of a Toyota commercial [each time they change the voice over is classified as a new commercial], At times, you will see like 8 different ones by the same company in one hour, and have to report it to tell the difference.

I couldn't stand television after that... I read books religiously because of it.
 
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This is y i dont do that bullshit feel me ...ive had the same job since i was11 yrs old, thats bein on the block keepin it 100 and makin more cake than any one in here feel me. most of yall dont have the heart to do wat i do so keep breakin yall back for chump change.:smh:

stfu you ignorant chimp.
 
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