Whats the most brain numbing soul destroying job you've ever had?????

I once did the job of this machine

I had to fold 27,000 pages and place them into 27,000 envelopes, seal, sort and send.

**** me if I don't kill a postman later in life.

kumate_champ07

selling spy radio pens(a chunky fm radio pen, but my slovakian supervisor liked to jazz up the description even tho it absolutely no spying benefits) to drunk mothers on the streets of inner city dublin areas, he'd(supervisor) get the kids excicted and then the mother would have to buy the piece of junk.

it was a job were you dress up in a suit or shirt,tie and slacks and carry a big duffel bag around with all kinds of 'pound shop made in china sh1t', they didnt have a license to sell on the street but they still did it. we'd call into businesses and offices and try and sell them stuff they didnt need, I lasted 2hrs.

the job interview for this particular sould destroying employment sounded so promising, I was gonna be a manager in 2months! I was young, and didnt know about this kind of thing at the time, either way I managed to escape after 2hrs

Amalgam

I stood by a Rapistan Lande conveyor system (metal rollers), with a dodgy motor, from 8am to 5pm. 'Baying off' stock for an Irish supermarket. The dodgy motor meant the system shuddered rather loudly, no smooth motion at all.

Shkung, shkung, shkung shkung, shkung, shkung, shkung.. a metal heartbeat, to madness..

Amalgam

kumate_champ07 wrote: »

selling spy radio pens(a chunky fm radio pen, but my slovakian supervisor liked to jazz up the description even tho it absolutely no spying benefits) to drunk mothers on the streets of inner city dublin areas, he'd(supervisor) get the kids excicted and then the mother would have to buy the piece of junk.

it was a job were you dress up in a suit or shirt,tie and slacks and carry a big duffel bag around with all kinds of 'pound shop made in china sh1t', they didnt have a license to sell on the street but they still did it. we'd call into businesses and offices and try and sell them stuff they didnt need, I lasted 2hrs.

the job interview for this particular sould destroying employment sounded so promising, I was gonna be a manager in 2months! I was young, and didnt know about this kind of thing at the time, either way I managed to escape after 2hrs

I wondered about that.. I'd often see the men making their way up around the Capel Street area, Friday afternoon. Duffel bag with two small rollers at one end with the odd combo of that full suit..

Evolute

Being a Dishwasher in a very busy pubs kitchen when I was 17 the worst thing about it was the dishes just keep comming 8 hours 3 days a week on €7.50 an hour. I was delighted when I quit after two years of that torture

Osgoodisgood

The-Rigger wrote: »

It's McDonalds!

It's McDonald's

battser

Helpdesk! sh!t job!

whodoo

smyths toystore. worst job ever.

a toyshop sounds like fun doesn't it? it isn't.

Rowley Birkin QC

Don't think I've ever had a particularly boring job to be honest.

My philosophy was always to stay away from anything that required you to wear a uniform, have a supervisor or be "a teamplayer".

Always ended up on building sites driving machinery or behind a bar in a pub during breaks from college. I did work in a hotel bar for a few days but left because I had to pretend to be nice to people.

Zwillinge

Quality Control in a meat factory!

Was a type of living hell, cold condidions, going around testing temperatures of rooms and the meat... Was so dull and boring.

The only bit of fun was chatting with the butchers.

Kipperhell

I worked for two weeks on a factory floor putting foam on the ends of CD roms before they went on to be put into a box.

The problem was the people I was working with. It was like being thrown into a remedial class where the pupils were also the teachers. For some unknown reason there was two idiots that kept saying "Bwano" to each other copying a TV ad and they laughed every time. The floor manager would sit in her office staring at the wall. I thought there was some thing on the wall she was reading until I went in one day to see it blank and realised she spent most of her days sitting on top of her desk staring at a blank wall.

Luckily another job came through so I ended up only being there two weeks. I don't know if every factory is like this but I seriously think it is. To do that kind of work I think you need to be below average intelligence

Kipperhell

ashyle wrote: »

I used to work in a newsagent, I would be the person that had to cut all the barcodes off the papers so they could be sent back to the printers.

I went for a job interview in the place where the people counted the bar codes that came in. It was absolutely disgusting and the workers looked incredibly dodgy but also beaten. It felt like a prison

Late 90's, had a succession of bad summer jobs in Crete. The worst was standing outside an English pub, trying to entice punters in. I don't know what that job is called, maybe 'promoter'?

Anyway, after one painfully unsuccessful night, where I only delivered one 'pity' visit from an Irish couple over a period of 5 hours, the owner placed an arm on my shoulder, and said 'Irish....You cannot do this job'.

There was no anger or resentment on his part. Just sympathy really and possibly disdain.

Ciaran187

Insurance claims.

Ugh. So many horrific stories. So many lives destroyed. My job to put a price on it.

One good thing to come out of it - I never use my phone when driving now. I've seen what can happen and seen people try to cope after killing a few kids for the sake of a text.

LimeFruitGum

Having to be specially trained in opening envelopes for a data entry company, on a contract project for the Dept of Agriculture.

I was just staring at the jobsworth who took me aside for envelope training. I had just finished my finals and now I had to be taught how to open an envelope??
But it was an easy number and paid well, so it tided me over til I got a proper job.

winter soldier

Kipperhell wrote: »

I worked for two weeks on a factory floor putting foam on the ends of CD roms before they went on to be put into a box.

The problem was the people I was working with. It was like being thrown into a remedial class where the pupils were also the teachers. For some unknown reason there was two idiots that kept saying "Bwano" to each other copying a TV ad and they laughed every time. The floor manager would sit in her office staring at the wall. I thought there was some thing on the wall she was reading until I went in one day to see it blank and realised she spent most of her days sitting on top of her desk staring at a blank wall.

Luckily another job came through so I ended up only being there two weeks. I don't know if every factory is like this but I seriously think it is. To do that kind of work I think you need to be below average intelligence

i have worked in a lot of factories down through the years and i have to agree with you on that one. most of the people i have worked with i would cross the street to avoid. i often wondered have they ever attended school or what level of education have they received. closed minded and pig ignorant the vast majority of them, never opened a book in their lives and could'nt spell to save their lives either.

This_Years_Love

Working in Tesco while I was in college