[EdV]

Originally Posted by ducati1974

When I was in my early teens I worked on a tobacco farm. it was an awful job making a pittance for pay. The day i quit we were sitting in mud in the rows of tobacco suckering the plants in a steady rain. I don't recall ever being so miserable!

I thought I was the only one suffering through that misery. I’ll bet it was Enfield Connecticut or thereabouts. It was first pickings and you had to drag your but on the ground and pile the leaves in your lap. It was hot and muggy and by the time I got home I was caked in mud and who knows what else from head to toe. I only lasted about a week.

Boy did I hit the books after that experience!

[Figmo Bohica]

As a kid, earned money topping corn. Three cow rows, one bull row. If you have never walked in a corn field you don't realize how sharp the corn leaves are. Hot summer, wearing long shelves so that your arms don't get all cut up. Made $.25 a row.

[ladydoc]

Originally Posted by texasfal

I worked a second job calling people on the phone at night trying to sell them cemetary plots. The location was in the funeral home at the cemetary. The owner would lock us in at 5:30 and then open the doors at 9:00pm. Horrible job, but really horrible when we heard someone in the embalming room at 9pm. My friend and I got my .357 and went to investigate. Nearly shot the balls off the owner who thought he was being funny to scare us. We quit that second. Next worse job was working for The Villages at the Villages Golf Cart store. A woman spit in my face because the cart she rented had mildew on the back of the seat. When the mgr. told me to suck it up, I left there too.

Spitting at someone is assault, I think. Did you talk to a lawyer?

[ladydoc]

Originally Posted by texasfal

I worked a second job calling people on the phone at night trying to sell them cemetary plots. The location was in the funeral home at the cemetary. The owner would lock us in at 5:30 and then open the doors at 9:00pm. Horrible job, but really horrible when we heard someone in the embalming room at 9pm. My friend and I got my .357 and went to investigate. Nearly shot the balls off the owner who thought he was being funny to scare us. We quit that second. Next worse job was working for The Villages at the Villages Golf Cart store. A woman spit in my face because the cart she rented had mildew on the back of the seat. When the mgr. told me to suck it up, I left there too.

Actually locked you in? Now that has to be illegal. Was there a way to get out if there was a fire?

[Figmo Bohica]

Originally Posted by texasfal

Next worse job was working for The Villages at the Villages Golf Cart store. A woman spit in my face because the cart she rented had mildew on the back of the seat. When the mgr. told me to suck it up, I left there too.

That my friend is assualt. But if that would have been me, that woman would have taken several months before her lips healed as I don't think I would not have been able to control my first reaction and that would have been to fatten her lips for her, then I would have called the police and made an assualt complaint as you were only protecting yourself from further assualt. As for the manager, he would right now have been looking for another job, most likely in another state sucking it up.

I believe in advoidance, if at all possible and this person put you into a position where you could not avoid being assualted.

[Yorio]

Compared to others, I guess my first summer job during college was not as bad. I worked at Chicago's Pick Congress Hotel front and back reception from 4 p.m. to 11 p.m. I enjoyed the front as many of the airlines used the hotel for pilots and stewardesses. In the 50s, many of the stewardesses were beautiful like movie stars. They came in late in the evening and loved giving them their keys. I didn't like the back where I had to type the names and room number of customers on to addresograph where carbons will smear my fingers. Added to that I as a telephone operator had to deal with irate callers or customers. But now all those events are pleasurable memories.

[2BNTV]

With all due respect to the jobs where someone has to endanger their lives. policeman, firemen, military personnel, etc.

IMHO - The worst jobs in the world are the ones where employers don't readily allow you to take care of bodily functions. It's very tough to concentrate on work until someone can relieve you of your duties.

One feels like a little kid in having to raise their hand to tell everyone that you need to use the restroom. Very embarassing to have people constantly know of ones needs.

Just sayin........but TMI

[texasfal]

The mgr at the Golf Cart Store has now been promoted. I was told that in TV the customer can do what they want. As for the cemetary job, yes they locked us in and this was in 1979 and I was too young and stupid to know it was illegal. I was working an extra job to pay off a credit card because my fiance wouldn't marry me with debt. We've been married 31 years now so I guess it worked out - and we have no debt.

[2BNTV]

Originally Posted by texasfal

The mgr at the Golf Cart Store has now been promoted. I was told that in TV the customer can do what they want. As for the cemetary job, yes they locked us in and this was in 1979 and I was too young and stupid to know it was illegal. I was working an extra job to pay off a credit card because my fiance wouldn't marry me with debt. We've been married 31 years now so I guess it worked out - and we have no debt.

Glad to know your okay and things worked out for you.

Both of those situations, the boss acted totally inappropriate to what transpired.

[ohiogolf]

working on a sewer pipe job in a residential area. We would be making the house connections from the street and I would be holding the pipe for the pipe fitter and the residents of the home would be flushing their toilets.

Actually, Mondays were the worst for the job as that is wash day and the bleach smells that would come through the pipes were overwhelming.

I did this on summers while in college.

[Trish Crocker]

Forgive me if this is crude, but I saw it on TV on a show about bad jobs. This guy was working at a chimpanzee research place. One of the things they did was inseminate chimps. This guys job was to get the bodily fluid needed to do this. All I can say was the chimp was drinking a bottle of soda while the guy was......ummmm...well, you can guess. All of this was televised. The only thing I could think of was the workers family, happily sitting around the TV waiting to see Daddy at work.

[eweissenbach]

Originally Posted by Trish Crocker

Forgive me if this is crude, but I saw it on TV on a show about bad jobs. This guy was working at a chimpanzee research place. One of the things they did was inseminate chimps. This guys job was to get the bodily fluid needed to do this. All I can say was the chimp was drinking a bottle of soda while the guy was......ummmm...well, you can guess. All of this was televised. The only thing I could think of was the workers family, happily sitting around the TV waiting to see Daddy at work.

Did the chimp smoke a cigarette after?

[Trish Crocker]

Originally Posted by eweissenbach

Did the chimp smoke a cigarette after?

No, but the guy did...that was the weird part!!!

[brostholder]

I think the worst job I ever saw was captured in a picture in Life Magazine many years ago. There were about 20 guys lined up with their shirts off and their right arms raised above their heads. A woman in a white coat was the "deodorant tester" and she went from armpit to armpit sniffing to see how effective each deodorant was. I guess that job really was the pits.

[ducati1974]

Originally Posted by EdVinMass

I thought I was the only one suffering through that misery. I’ll bet it was Enfield Connecticut or thereabouts. It was first pickings and you had to drag your but on the ground and pile the leaves in your lap. It was hot and muggy and by the time I got home I was caked in mud and who knows what else from head to toe. I only lasted about a week.

Boy did I hit the books after that experience!

You're close- it was Granby, Ct! As I recall I think I lasted about two weeks. It really made me appreciate the summer vacations as a kid with no responsibility except having fun! (is that what retirement is like?)