Friday Night Drinking and What Was the Worst Job You Ever Had Thread
Mates,
Way busy this week, way busy. Glad to be home now and about to start on an adult beverage or two. It occured to me also that summer time is the time when most people start to get their first 'real' job and that as you look back, some of those jobs you've had were dandies.
So I ask you, what was the worst job you ever had, and what are you drinking tonight to get over it? And while you're at it, share fun stuff about your weekend plans.
Cheers.
XM
My worst summer job really wasn't that awful but I only got about 20 of the 40 hours a week I was supposed to get due to lousy weather/the boss hiring way too many people. Kinda a bummer
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what were the job duties/description?
and cheesecake, like beer, is its own food group.
I drove people up a river in Northern MI so they could kayak down it back to our shop. But like I said, cloudy summer/not much "seniority" and I ended up getting fewer hours than I hoped for.
Honestly not that awful of a job though, just chilled at the beach on the days offz
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Engineering place with no A/C in an old school. The owner was a douche, some of the people were even worse, empowered by the owner. They were sued more times than I even know about and the person who caused most of it never has been held accountable. I will be drinking Vodka tonight, alot of cheap Vodka to get over the place. Hell I am in Washington state now it might need to be little stronger.
I learned a lot about business and people!
I never really had a bad job. At every stage of my life I got paid and worked hard to ensure I didn't get let go. Had a few bosses that were bad, but even then I was learning what not to do if/when I became a boss.
Worked as a Banquet Production Manager at one of the most loved restaurants. I was an alcoholic my entire 7 years with that company. Only way to work in that town. The owner was and is really bad. And her minions are as bad. So here is to you Frankencrap!
Drinking: Not your father's root beer.
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I remember it seemed like such a treat every time I would go out west. "Oh, we are going to Vegas next month? I HAVE to get me some Fat Tire while we're there!" Now that I have access to it all the time it seems like it is barely a step up from Blue Moon or Leinenkugel.
Accurate. I haven't bought Flat Bicycle in a good while because (1) there are plenty of good beers from the mid-Atlantic now and (2) suddenly Deschutes is available here and there in DC and I have a much, much better West Coast beer to quest for.
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Drinking a double Jameson on the rocks. My worst job ever was working a roads/construction job after my freshman year at Michigan. All the full-time union guys hated me from Day 1 because, God forbid, I wanted a damn education.
"Getting baked on mac and cheese off of buffet trays is no easy task." Ain't that the truth!
Plus my first "promotion" was to work Friday/Saturday nights without a second person. They genuinely seemed surprised when I quit!!
Not drinking (yet)... waiting at LAX for my flight home.
After undergrad, I worked for a University doing sleep research. People were great, work was (somewhat) interesting. What killed me were the hours. Every week we would alternate between day shifts and night shifts. If a participant cancelled, after adjusting your sleep to nights, you had to go right back on to days. After 3 years of this, my body started to shut down. It took me weeks to get over illness or injury. There was just no way I could maintain it.
For a department focused on sleep, with all awareness of what poor sleeping habits will do to you, they did not give two shits about how it was (possibly quite literally) killing us.
and scooping ice cream, at least in the summer, could be one great job.
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I live out-of-state, but have been bringing my kids to Guernsey Farms Dairy to eat ice cream cones on the rock for the past 20 years. That place was a hugh part of my childhood!
Where's Left Hand? Is the beer any good?
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Also, worked at a casino. I. California . . . . not explaining it. Basically, I was the house so players and dealer were trying to cheat me. Worked full time 7p - 4a all while spending 50 or more hours a week in lab getting PhD. Slept 4 hours a night at best, often just didn't sleep for days.
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Did roofing for a summer. Work sucks but paid well. Worked as hard for less removing trees. Doing roofing was difficult to break into actually, as there was a real reluctance to waste time training summer workers.
All of my part-time jobs sucked, so I'll toss those. My first "real" job sucked most - funneling people who got sentenced to community service through various municipal "volunteer" tasks. For example, a guy gets sentenced with 40 hours of community service for DUI. He gets connected to me at the City of [not telling], where I put him to work on the back of a truck that picks up yard debris or with a janitorial crew. Naturally, his work and attitude sucked. I was threated a few times. My co-workers hated me (either because they were staunch union or the dude just smelled bad).
I hated waking up in the morning.