64 Of The Worst Jobs Ever, As Shared By People On The Internet

"Managed a local restaurant. Worked 10 to 12 hour days, often with closing and leaving at 1 AM only to be back to open at 8AM, six days a week with an 8AM meeting on my only one full day off."

"Car salesman. I don't like lying to people about important things like crash safety."

Koomda wrote:
"Security in Tesco."

MeMuzzta replied:
"I often wonder wonder how security at supermarkets don't go insane from severe boredom.

I was in asda the other day twice and the same guy must have been sat there all day. I could see the sadness and boredom in his eyes."

"IT help desk for Apple. Had to talk on the phone with f*cking idiots all day while hating every decision I've ever made."

"I took a job with a marketing company working at the mall trying to get people to take surveys. Literally hundreds of people walked right by, refusing to make eye contact with me. It was like being a ghost.

Horrible job. Hated every second of it. I quit after six hours."

"Rent a Center. The unreasonable amount of sales and yodelling I had to do. Cleaning the returned appliances for Re-renting. Nasty a*s f*cking people. Washing machines covered in old detergent, dirt, hair, god knows what else. Fridges filled with spilled food and liquid and mold. Delivering to hoarder homes. Smelly homes. People are gross. If I know anyone is coming over I clean my house. These people don't."

"Pizza Hut inside Target.

I HATED cooking chicken tenders because the oven is specifically made for pizzas, pasta, and bread sticks. You have to put the chicken tenders one full time through then one half time (about ~11 min total. It's 7 min for one pass through the oven) and even then it's still not guaranteed to be warm enough.

Well, one of my first few weeks there, a customer asked for chicken tenders. I had practiced it enough so I informed the customer about the oven and time it takes to cook and that it may be cold when finished and to let me know if it is and I'll warm them up.

I gave customer the tenders, he sat down for a minute and came back and told me they were cold. I apologized and ran the chicken through the oven again. Gave back the customer the food and apologized again. After 10 min and he was FINISHED, he came back and complained they were cold and asked for a refund.

I was really upset at this point because I thought I was being upfront, honest, and polite with him. The f*cker said something like "You should be trained better" and left after I refunded him.

I only stayed there for 4 months. Glad I got out."

"Edit: Sh*t, I forgot the best part. My last day of work I had a full 8 hour shift. Halfway through the day, management asks if I can stay for the next shift (4 hours) because the next person called out. So they wanted me to work a full 12 hours on my last day. F*ck no. I declined because I realized my new job I'd be starting would make up a whole paycheck in a day."

iCollect50ps wrote:
"Mcdonalds. Really felt out of place. Competitive fast food not fun."

Commenter No. 2. replied:
"Did it last summer and it was dreadful. I worked with some really cool people but my boss was like a mini hitler. Take a break 15 seconds too long, we need to chat about it for the next half hour. Mess up an order on your first day after having zero training, looks like you need to be shouted at. Customer is being aggressive and rude to you, he would take their side and give you a bollocking afterwards. Sh*t but necessary job."

"Help desk for a mortgage company. It started out as a basic IT job where I would only fix legitimate system issues which I enjoyed (as much as one can enjoy work) but for some reason it mutated into a job where I would help people who didn't know how to do theirs do anything they asked. This included things like calculating payments, reading credit reports, and tons of basic underwriting stuff. Whenever I would push back and try saying this wasn't what our department does the idiots would cry about it to my boss (I was supposed to be the manager but I had no real authority, it was just a meaningless title) and it would become something we do."

"Worked at a sh*t pizza place making below minimum wage, doing all the b***h work, and never once got a pay stub. Management never worked and blamed everything on the bus boys."

"Delivering ice in west Texas / eastern New Mexico. I was making $6.25/hr and working upwards of 70 hrs/week. I was a "helper" and basically lumped ice bags all day in the middle of what amounts to be a barren desert. My hands were absolutely destroyed from being wet / cold / hot / dry. The ice bags had a metal tie at the end that would shred through my fingers. That job is what motivated me to go back to school."

"NHS mental health - receptionist, supporting a team of social workers.

Nasty, spiteful and generally incompetent, not to mention lazy: I'm supposed to keep a track of each of the social workers whereabouts, the guidelines state that once they've finished a visit, they should ring the office to 'check-in' Several rarely do, and when I ring them (+10 mins) they beret me for 'checking up' on them, when I don't ring, I'm not following guidelines...

If they answer their phone, they can generally be heard to be in our local supermarket / cafe or even a pub; amazingly, however long after their last reported call, they always reported that they were just about to start their lunch.

One of my tasks each week is to check their flexitime proposal for the following month, each month they f%@k up the sheet to make it unreadable, then claim that I should have spotted that their proposed timetable was x number of hours short (it's NEVER over, of course!). None of them can add up to 37.5, it seems.

The other (more favoured) receptionist messed up a telephone message, I got the blame, despite it being a day I wasn't working. This is just one example of a cock up she made - which generally somehow would be blamed on me.

This receptionist claimed to have trained me to do a specific task, while in fact, the hours that had be allocated to do this, she spent b!tching with one of the Assistant SW's. The boss chose to believe her on this and I was reprimanded for still not being able to do a particular task....

Then there was the constant sniping, gossiping and bitching, and even bullying by certain members of staff.

My parents would never have allowed me to leave a good job such as this, I've never been so grateful as when the manager decided I 'wasn't a good culture fit.'"

"Being poor means being willing to do f*cked up things for tiny bits of money, so I've had more sucky jobs than I can count. But the one that stands out to me most is door-to-door political fundraising/canvassing.

This was back in the early '90s. The way it worked was you had a clipboard, a pen, a petition, and some envelopes. The whole crew would meet at the office and then pile into the 15-passenger van(s). The supervisors would drive us out to a territory ("turf") anywhere from 10 min - 2 hours away from the office. Then, they would divide us into pairs and give each pair of canvassers a map marked with the pair's assigned turf.

IIRC, we started knocking on doors around 3:00 or 4:00 p.m. and kept at it until 8:00. In that time, we were supposed to knock on people's doors and talk to them about whatever issue we were working on at that point (when I did my brief stint it was nursing home reform legislation). Then, we were supposed to get the occupant to sign our petition and make a contribution (preferably check or charge) on the spot. Our nightly quota was $120.

If you think that people hate having telemarketers call their houses at dinnertime to ask them for money, just imagine how much they love it when those same telemarketers show up unannounced on their front doorsteps.

Between sh*tty weather, vicious dogs, crackheads and tweakers answering the door, people's pervasive hatred of trespassers and solicitors, and constant fear of being fired for missing my quota, "field canvassing" was definitely one of the worst jobs I've ever had."

"I was a Martial Arts instructor in high school (I trained starting as very young so I had my black belt at 13).

I'm a female and the disrespect men in martial arts have for women is nothing compared to the sh*t other women give you.

Working with the kids was great but coworkers was crap.

It's usually fellow female martial artists who were older than me (some of my coworkers my age were pretty much in the same boat). Things from thinking you are incompetent, harassment and inappropriate comments was most of what I would get. Saying things about you while you are teaching in front of kids and parents was the worst but you had to be respectful of those ahead of you.

Most mothers were wonderful to me, I was also super good with kids though and worked with a lot of kids with challenges. Of course there is always that one parent who thinks Jimmy should be getting special treatment or shouldn't have failed his belt exam.

I stopped when I went off to college and quit training completely and I honestly will probably never go back. I look back and realize I would have rather worked at McDonalds or something than put up with a lot of the stress it gave me."

"I worked in a pub restaurant owned by a married couple, both were ex-RAF and the wife was a trained chef. She was one of the most awful people I’ve ever met, she bullied me for having a learning difficulty and would frequently cuss out the staff, get drunk on the job, and throw things at us. She was only ever nice if you had a spare cigarette for her.

The worst part was that she was quite a well known figure in our community, so no one believed me when I talked about how horrible she was."

"I worked for a company that digitally archived military technical orders (ie: instruction manuals). My job was to compare the original to the scanned copy to make sure Z's didn't come in as 2's or 1's as l's, etc. it was miserable, tedious work, made all the worse by the fact that TO's, as anyone in the military will tell you, are some of the most dry, boring documents you'll ever read.

But that wasn't the end of it because the office also had a strict silence policy. They didn't want us talking to each other except for business related work and we were only allowed to listen to music on headphones, and only music. Talk shows were forbidden because we might laugh and distract our coworkers. I only wish I was joking. I would listen to talk shows anyway and got called into HR because they'd received complaints that I was "laughing quietly to myself" and that that was unacceptable and that I would be in serious trouble if I was caught again. Basically you were never allowed to do anything except stare at your monitor.

Oh and did I mention I got paid $9 an hour for this job and had to start work at 7 AM? If I was given the choice between going back to that job or being homeless I'd take the cardboard box."

"Dealer in a casino:
You learn a lot about different games and get to "play cards" all shift. You also make some pretty good coin with tips and what not.

However...
You get to meet some of the worst people on the planet. When people start losing money at your table... several hundred to several thousand at a time...suddenly that fun atmosphere becomes soul-suckingly tense... to the point of "You better hope you're not walking alone when you're off tonight". But...you get to call your pit boss over and say "This patron just threatened me" - boom, booted out of the casino, banned for 6 months to a year and possibility of criminal charges. Sometimes... I got a nice justice boner working there.

TL;DR - I wouldn't recommend working at a casino as a dealer, its definitely not for everyone. However, if you're a student and want to make some good money... its a good job... but it comes with a price. I'm sure some other dealers will agree."

juiceboxheero wrote:
"Door to Door solar panel salesman for a corrupt home energy company. Nothing better than knocking on someones front door right in the middle of a Patriots game."

Commenter No. 2 replied:
"I did door-to-door for home renovations (windows, doors, siding, etc) right after the 2008 market crash. I can't tell you how many people told me they weren't going to be able to make their next mortgage payment let alone spend $20k on new windows. Soul-crushing."

"Medical office. Doctor’s wife ran it. On my first day she ranted about how cliques we’re forbidden in the office, made me listen to her “handling” her ex husband over the phone as example of her management style oh and hidden cameras and microphones everywhere. We couldn’t prove it but it was so likely. Her paranoia ramped up as she brought in her bestie who hated me on sight then brought in the best a*s kisser I have ever seen. The three of them formed a clique. I left 2 months later. I just quit without another job waiting because it devolved into daily abuse and yelling."

"I worked at a bowling alley for one shift. I was trying to make some extra cash by working there part time nights and weekends, and a former coworker of mine was the manager, so I thought that it would be okay.

Where do I begin? I had to wash my hair several times to get the smells of grease and cigarette smoke out, and my clothes went straight into the trash. My new coworkers were all addicted to various substances and could barely function to train me to run the lanes and registers. The clientele was not much better, and I ended up with a police escort to my car at the end of my shift because they were concerned for our safety as we left. So yeah, I called the next morning and told them that I wouldn't be back. What a nightmare."