re: What is The Worst Job You've Ever Had?

Worked at my local PARD during summers in high school. One year I was on the landscape crew and it wasn't all that bad. The worst part of that was every two weeks we had to float a barge out to the little island in the middle of a lake to cut the grass. Doesn't sound bad until you realize every single duck and goose within 50 miles used it as a shitter and you had to run the weedeater around the many trees out there.

One year I was on the paint crew and we painted every single bench, trash can, fence, building, etc. One week myself and another kid painted a mile of curb along the parking lot with a 3 inch roller. The next week we painted all the chain link of the softball field complex...with a roller. Those two weeks averaged about 98 degrees and working with oil based paints absolutely fried my hands from the sun and mineral spirits. Decided right then that I would never make mo ey painting ever again.

Hired on as a roofer one summer in college. Terrible idea. Lasted 3 days. Got my mind right to finish school after that.

Worked as shrimp boat deckhand for a few months -- F'n brutal

3-4 day trips working 18+ hrs a day. Picking thru thousands of lbs of shite that pokes, pinches and/or bites 3-4 hrs at a time w/ 30-45 min naps between dumps. Around the clock til you run outa fuel or ice.

Boat recoups expenses first then profit split between captain & deckhands.

Best trips I made $1k+/day ... worst trips $200/day.

Did you get a good deal on shrimp?

At a local lumber mill, my job was catching, stacking, and banding boards at the end of a thickness/benchtop planer for 8 hours a day one summer.

My coworkers were work release prison inmates. You were required to wear gloves, safety glasses, and heavy duty ear protection at all times, except on lunch break. And it was hot as hell in the mill that summer.


That was my Dad’s way of teaching me the value of a college education. He was successful.

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the value of a college education

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Seems to be a recurring thing in this thread.

Oh, man. Me too. I worked for a surveyor on a road crew. If you're not on hot asphalt all day, you're working knee-deep in lime and Portland cement stabilizer. I also worked on a crew that resurfaced tennis courts and running tracks in the summers when I was in high school. After all that I have a great appreciation for a desk job.

I've told this story on here before, copied and paste below:

Senior year of high school(96) I got a job working at a very small, locally owned grocery store out in the middle of nowhere. I was to be paid $25 per day for a 7 hour shift. I went to school half days and my mom brought me to work at noon during her lunch break. First day on the job, it's December and cold as shite. I was supposed to be working in the store so I had a jacket but no hat, gloves, cold weather gear, etc. and the owner decides he doesn't need me to work in the store and has me cutting bait for their side business running crawfish traps.

So, I'm outside under this overhang cutting bait, no gloves, no hat, freezing my arse off. I go inside to warm up and the owner asks what I'm doing inside. His wife eventually grabs a pair of gloves of the shelf and hands them to me. They expected me to cut a bucket of bait per hour but after my 7 hour shift(no breaks), I only cut 3. The light above me fell and broke and the owner told me to come inside, call my mom and clean up. The dude hands me $13 and tells me I had to pay for my gloves and for the light that broke. But before I left, I needed to go bring in the buckets of bait that I finished.

I went outside, knocked over all the buckets and left. Never went back.

I would respond but I just discovered my former boss posts on here.

Phone soliciting.