re: What’s the shortest amount of time you’ve worked at one job?

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What nationality was this fella?

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I really cannot remember anymore, but Swedish is what I seem to recall.

Three days. I was 15, and it was a Dairy Queen. Actually it was two days (4 hour shifts), a week off for a school trip, and about an hour and a half of a third shift.

Somehow with about seven hours training I wound up being the only person in the back of the restaurant, prepping, cooking, filling orders, and washing dishes. Even I knew that was a terrible idea. Hell, I could have poisoned half the county. Footlong chilli dogs were buy one/get one, and that place was a madhouse.

3 days - New Orleans Hamburger and Seafood company

We could get a free meal but we couldn’t eat it on the clock or take it home. The manager wasn’t sure if the uniforms were free or not. Washed buckets that stored bread in some solution and all the hair fell off my arms. Can’t tell you how many hamburger patties were dropped on the floor and then put back on the grill. No one washed hands or wore gloves.

I never ate there again either.

One hour. Construction job, and they wanted me to go in a trench that was about 8' deep with no shoring or bracing on the walls. Said "frick that" and walked over to the truck that I drove to the jobsite in, got my tool belt and walked away.

Two weeks as a server. Had my first....ethnic....couple that ran me ragged, had an over $100 bill (in the late 90s') and left me exactly nothing for the tip.

I quit right after they left.

Manager asked "why are you quitting?" Looked the dude in the face and said "you know exactly why I'm fricking quitting". Didn't have a response, because he knew.

Thirteen hours.

Needed money for senior trip so got hired at TJ Cinnamons and started the Saturday night before Easter. It was their third day open and was insane. Tons of foot traffic and pre-orders for Easter Sunday. Lines out the door waiting for rolls after we sold out and had to start proofing more dough. People are serious and cranky about their Easter morning pastries.

Then closing and working til 3 am scrubbing sticky bun baking pans.

Never returned after that shift, but the check paid for my lodging in Florida.

They said it was M-F and 1/2 day Sat. Saturday Noon came and they said we were working all day and and Sunday too. Went to lunch and didn't go back.

Seven years

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I was global sales director and hired a guy for sales. Fired him less that a week later.

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I was in outside sales in Houston and took a new job in a non-related industry while continuing to work the old one because it was too easy to not too. A few weeks later, I landed an account in original job which triggered a substantial end of quarter bonus, but required my full attention. I quit the new job in the middle of training in Chicago and hopped a plane back to Houston. My new sales manager was pissed as hell and reamed me out over the phone. 26 yr old me was shook/embarrassed about the whole thing.

A year or so later, I saw the sales manager at a bar and he told me a few months after I quit they had rebuilt the commission and sales structure from the ground up and he was told to move to Chicago or hit the street. I probably would've been safe, but he was 40 something with a family and had just bought a house in Houston and in no position to move.

Sales is a mother fricker.