I hated my paper round. First I had to put a million leaflets (okay, probably five) into every single paper (and got black hands) and then go and deliver them and there was this house with a wasps nest :( Scary times. And in the winter it was awful and my hands froze.
I liked my paper round until the snow and rain came then I absolutely hated it. Did it for 5 years for **** money £10.75 lowest was £9 a week.
I got lost twice on extra rounds. Twisted my ankle quite a few times and often came back home with black hands and face.
The benefits... Christmas time when you get loads of tips.
In 5 years I did paper rounds 4 people died on me :( including the lovely old women who would stop and wave and sometimes talk to you when she saw you.
Some really good times some seriously crap times.
By the end of the 5 years I hated the round the boss and early hours so boss said I couldn't do it after I was 18 it felt great to finally leave it.
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" my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never, never leave you during your times of trials and suffering. When you see only one set of footprints it was then that I carried you" you were carried out of are lifes into the next and when its my time to leave this life I know i will be carried into the next life with you.
I wish i had my world complete again.
'Can we protend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, i could really use a wish right now' BoB
One the one hand I absolutely love my job but there are some times that I hate it. But when I will have to leave late September when I go to uni it will be sad. The only parts about it that I really hate are: 1) The sleazy, chauvinistic chef who pervs and makes inappropriate comments all the time. I've complained about it twice. 2) One of the chefs who's really up himself. He used to be so nice before we had a disagreement and now it's at that awkward stage where he's trying to show his authority without being a prick (very hard for him, clearly). 3) The rota is done really badly and your shifts are inconsistent. 4) Finance keep reducing hours and putting pressure on the supervisors to ask staff to leave early, which just makes shifts harder. 5) I'm too sensitive and occasionally have to creep off for a cry (but I guess this is more my fault). 6) Customers can be really horrible. One woman was really nasty to me when it was really busy and I had to take a break because it made me really upset. Luckily my supervisor knew that the customer was being unreasonable.
Other than that it's really good though.
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Forget your perfect offering
There's a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen
My worst job must have either been pot wash in a supermarket cafe, was just about to quit when they transferred me to turning yoghurt pots, that was pretty bad too
or it could have been working in at a certain town centre fast food, I wasn't very good in the kitchen, wasn't fast enough for tills so was basically a cleaner, wasn't much fun, but the rest of the staff were all right which made it ok
Left both the same way, boss thought I could work at times I wasn't able and wouldn't listen, actually got threatened with a warning if I didn't show up to a shift that was scheduled over a class, hmm uni class just before exams with project work to finish or a shift at a job I wasn't planning on staying at (as I had a years work placement lined up at that point and was leaving for that in a month or two anyway), so yeah hated that place, had a nice argument with the boss in front of the customers, and handed in my notice next shift
hated both, only good thing about the fast food one was the staff I worked with/under, oh yeah I was told in a performance review I'd never get to be floor manager or whatever they called them how my performance was, my response that's ok I don't want to be one
But my truly worst is actually my current job, but mostly only when the pressures on, or if I have to answer the support line, its hard work being patient with people that can't follow simple instructions, but then we laugh at them and the rest of the jobs not bad, so that makes up for it
Working in Food production ,basically wearing ten gloves and coats,washing hands constantly.Working in the cooking room which went up t0 40 degrees in the heat,My tee shirt was wet through after an hour in there.couldnt bring in water or have window open due to contamination.And the psycho co worker who used to swear and throw things and I was actually afraid of him.
One thing about this thread ,is its mostly ppls like 'Oh I worked for two weeks or 4 hours.'How is that a job.A job is something that lasts a bit more then that,I would think.I lasted a year in this place ,cant believe it now thinking about it .
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
I suppose ud put it on your cv would you? The job you had for four hours?
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
I did the supply teaching for 6 years. For my pains. It was a matter of financial survival, unfortunately.
Going into potentially unsafe areas most days, usually being treated badly by children and staff alike.
I sometimes wish that my 'worst' job had been so simply because it was boring or tedious!
Sometimes I whinge now about how tedious sticking RFID tags on endless piles of books is. But I know that I'm lucky.
No. I wouldn't put it on my CV because you wouldn't get a decent reference but if you apply for it and have an interview it's a job. Just not one you stuck at for very long.
The worst job i've ever had, also the only job i've ever had, a paper round. I wouldn't have minded it if I didn't live on a huge, steep hill. The round I did meant I had to walk down the hill on one side then back up, then down and back up it the other side. I then had to deliver papers to goodness knows how many blocks of flats, most of which had broken lifts. I thought it would all be worth it for the money, but the first pay was £10 something!!! so not worth it.
We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken
It wasn't the worst job I'd had, it was just the bear outfit part I didn't like, I actually had a lot of fun there, stuffing bears for kids and doing the whole heart thing and doing parties for them and stuff.
I kind of miss it sometimes, we used to have bear fluff fights in the store room sometimes, and sticker fights when the shop was practically empty.
try working in a kitchen every day,Boy do you get used to being shouted at
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
my worst job was probably dish washing. we had to use bleach for the cutting boards and it destroyed my hands because they didn't give me gloves. but i worked at target too. and that sucks because anytime you work in retail people come in already angry at you for something.
It became like a sort of prison. Encased in a silver shell, words so full of bleeding need spilled like drops on dry leaves. And all the while laughter prevailed a long way from here. Nowhere land, nowhere time, nowhere space.
