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Hobbestetrician
Member
It made for some fascinating stories but I really wish I didn't have them to tell. Not worth the $10/hour.
Deadly Joker
Member
ShipTheCheese
Member
Yeah bengrave and especially jimwood are taking the cake thus far.
God Damn.
God Damn.
I once answered an ad for a local mom & pop zoo.
I thought I it would be a cool job with animals, maybe feeding them and cleaning pens.
WHen I got there tho they handed me a shovel and told me there were laying a drain pipe under some cages.
So they took me into a monkey cage with all these fuckers flying around smashing food and shitting. Its not just me tho, theres a mexican guy there too who doesnt speak a word of english.
They show us how they want the trench dug, then walk out..locking us in.
They explain they have too so the monkeys dont get loose.
So for about 3 hours its me, a Mexican dude whos only English is "Smelly Monkeys..", and about 10 shitting, food throwing, stinky fucking monkeys.
They opened the door, we went to lunch....I never went back and told them to keep the 3 hour check.
At least you got a good story out of it. Ahaha
Haha, what, did you do way better?
Hobbestetrician
Member
I got a few more stories that are doozies but I don't want to ruin this thread further.
user8503492
Banned
I forgot too, my great summer of working at Best Buy..maybe 97 or 98.
Trying to sell 4 year service plans on EVERYTHING!
God, I remember how excited the managers would get if you sold a $40 plan on a VCR or a $250 plan on some shit like a projection TV.
And fuck me...the 90's working in a TV department..these kids today have NO idea about big ass TV's on truck night.
Everything is slim and flat now. We had to unload and place about 50 HEAVY TV's on Thur. nights.
Trying to sell 4 year service plans on EVERYTHING!
God, I remember how excited the managers would get if you sold a $40 plan on a VCR or a $250 plan on some shit like a projection TV.
And fuck me...the 90's working in a TV department..these kids today have NO idea about big ass TV's on truck night.
Everything is slim and flat now. We had to unload and place about 50 HEAVY TV's on Thur. nights.
Working in a garbage dump, where me and my friend's job was to collect trash that blew out of the dump. With asshole supervisors sitting in their pickup on the hill watching us to make sure were kept picking shit up and weren't slacking off. Felt much like what I imagine prison roadwork is like. "Shakin' it over here, boss!"
ShipTheCheese
Member
Please tell me at least the pay was decent, otherwise I see no reason why you'd apply for this job in the first place. How long did you stay there?
ThisWreckage
Banned
CVS. Absolutely terrible in every way imaginable. I won't even shop or get my prescriptions filled at CVS stores anymore as a result.
The pay wasn't great but better than minimum wage, but we had no idea when getting the jobs that our duties would consist of picking up trash and putting it back with the other trash. It was the summer and we'd both just graduated high school and needed a little money and we saw this in the paper. I don't remember how long we lasted, but I don't think it was even a week. Haha. Ridiculous job. We used to stand there in the middle of a field picking up trash, looking at the guys half a mile away in their pickup watching us and would say to each other, "if we made a break for the woods do you think they'd send the hounds after us?" Surreal.
blackwatchplad
Neo Member
Worked in a toy store during school. Which was cool (but a little humiliating) for a while, but the owners decided to buy the whole strip mall out, and open a R/C store and a ... dress and dress accessories store.
Then I had to work the toy store on weekends, the R/C after 4pm on weekends, and the dress store after 3pm every week day.
I actually kinda liked selling jewelry and dresses.
then the owners decided to do business online, through ebay.. which was a pain.
I was in charge of that as well, since I was "the computer kid." They thought operating an online storefront only took a few clicks... I could never get them to understand there is more to it than that.
It eventually got to where they were ripping their online customers off, especially international customers. I always took the brunt of that.
Dealt with that for about 3 months.
Then one of my co-workers threatened to gut me with a knife. He had parked his car behind the police station.. where they keep the dogs on occasion..
The guy thought I ratted him out.
I took that as the sign i needed to get the hell out of there.
I immediately dropped everything I was doing and walked out.
That's worst as in soul crushing, but worst as in dirty was when I worked as a wire puller for installing sound and light systems. I'm barely over 5 foot, and I would always end up stuffed in places I shouldn't be.. or up too high with no safety equipment.
Then I had to work the toy store on weekends, the R/C after 4pm on weekends, and the dress store after 3pm every week day.
I actually kinda liked selling jewelry and dresses.
then the owners decided to do business online, through ebay.. which was a pain.
I was in charge of that as well, since I was "the computer kid." They thought operating an online storefront only took a few clicks... I could never get them to understand there is more to it than that.
It eventually got to where they were ripping their online customers off, especially international customers. I always took the brunt of that.
Dealt with that for about 3 months.
Then one of my co-workers threatened to gut me with a knife. He had parked his car behind the police station.. where they keep the dogs on occasion..
The guy thought I ratted him out.
I took that as the sign i needed to get the hell out of there.
I immediately dropped everything I was doing and walked out.
That's worst as in soul crushing, but worst as in dirty was when I worked as a wire puller for installing sound and light systems. I'm barely over 5 foot, and I would always end up stuffed in places I shouldn't be.. or up too high with no safety equipment.
NEOPARADIGM
Banned
Door-to-door sales.
You get to work outside, meet cool people, even go to interesting places.
But that's about where the pros ended in my experience. Not much money (basically made enough to live the "salesman" lifestyle - going out to restaurants and bars after work in a big group, for example - but not a penny more) and was basically a pyramid scheme underneath it all, to say nothing of 12- and 14-hour workdays, six days a week.
Looking back I actually kind of enjoyed it but would have had to have been making five or ten times as much cash to make it worth it. Just not a salesman.
You get to work outside, meet cool people, even go to interesting places.
But that's about where the pros ended in my experience. Not much money (basically made enough to live the "salesman" lifestyle - going out to restaurants and bars after work in a big group, for example - but not a penny more) and was basically a pyramid scheme underneath it all, to say nothing of 12- and 14-hour workdays, six days a week.
Looking back I actually kind of enjoyed it but would have had to have been making five or ten times as much cash to make it worth it. Just not a salesman.
ShipTheCheese
Member
Whoa, wait, hang on, what?
BobTheFork
Member
I used to manage a Jamba Juice....ugh
blackwatchplad
Neo Member
Long story short. The guy was trying to get me to keep his weed for him.
I really didn't know the guy. (well, kid i guess, we were both in highschool)
So I declined. The next day, he parks his truck about 20 feet from the dog kennels behind the police station. When the dogs are let out to get exercise, they went berserk over his truck.. he had a massive stash of weed just sitting behind his seats in his truck.
He thought I ratted him out, so he told me he was going to gut me, and showed me his knife.
I just looked at him as cold as I could.. even though I had that "oh god." shrinking feeling in my stomach.
The guy was a total neanderthal, meathead if there ever was one though.
luckyboyceo
Member
Macy's. Sold clothes there for about 2 months.
The job itself wasn't so bad, your standard retail position, but the people were just downright awful. I'd literally see employees stop customers on their way out because "there was a problem with their sale," only to return the items, and sell them back again so that THEY got the commission rather than the person who earned it. It was ridiculous.
Never working retail ever again.
The job itself wasn't so bad, your standard retail position, but the people were just downright awful. I'd literally see employees stop customers on their way out because "there was a problem with their sale," only to return the items, and sell them back again so that THEY got the commission rather than the person who earned it. It was ridiculous.
Never working retail ever again.
ShipTheCheese
Member
Telemarketing...
me "Is Mr. SonSo in?"
woman "Who is this?"
me "My name is blah blah with blah blah"
women "He is dead, he died about two weeks ago... *sobs*"
me
Quit that day
Dude, you think two weeks is bad (it totally is btw)? I have made several calls where my contact person had been dead for like 8 years.
bengraven
Member
He takes the cake over me by far though.
My job was all about me suffering. His job was about kids suffering.
That said,to even things out, while I was working my shitty job, my girlfriend was volunteering after work as a Big Sister the entire time, taking underpriviledged kids to eat, bought them books, played games with them, etc. Some of them had some pretty sad stories of fucked up families, though I did sometimes wonder if they told the most horrifiying stories because that always made us give them even more.
No shit. WTF. I worked customer service outbound calling for three years and loved my job. Once or twice a week I'd get someone who was like "she's dead now" and I'd just tick their name off a list. Any sadness I felt was quickly done away when my Meadow Soprano-looking college girl cubicle mate would pull down her cleavage to show me the continuing work on the tattoo she was getting directly below her breasts.
ShipTheCheese
Member
bengraven
Member
Third worst job I ever had. Worst part? I've worked jobs classier and jobs even lower than Walmart. Most classier. But I've always got along with everyone I've worked with; was the clown at the job, or the wise older guy they looked up to, whatever, everyone usually liked me.
Man, every single day was pure hell for me. Everyone hated me for some bizarre reason. I ended up three different departments despite going into work with a peaceful, yet hard working attitude, never showing anyone up, never talking behind anyone's back, never saying lame jokes out loud, always remaining cordial but friendly. Maybe that was the problem: maybe you had to be a gossipy, whiny fuck to work there and I was "too good" for everyone.
I saw this every day. And yes, that's her and her "i'll share and reshare every picture I take" Facebook. The second was for a public modeling gig she did. The first was, unedited, plastered all over her Twitter/Facebook/Google plus, before anyone says I'm exploiting her.
Now she hates me because she's Catholic and hates homosexuals (I post a lot of pro-gay marriage shit on my Fb), but for some reason still talks to me all the fucking time.
Oh, easily fin clipping.
As in, fish fins.
At fish hatcheries they have to clip the dorsal fin of the fish they raise so that when they release them into the wild people will be able to recognize that they can catch them (my father was the manager of a fish hatchery before he retired, this is how I came around to this job.)
So for a week I spent eight hours a day clipping the fins off of these fish. To clip them off first you need to get some fish out of the water via net (they're fairly small fish, maybe three inches long) and stick them in some anesthetic. You can't leave them in it for too long of course, because then THEY DIE. Then you have to grab a fish (no gloves!) and clip off their fin. If you don't clip enough the fish will be brought back to you and you'll have to do it again, because then it won't be recognizable as an actual clipped fish. But if you clip the fin too low, THEY DIE.
All the while your hands are getting numb because of the cold water and the slimy fish, and you're surrounded by old guys who have been doing this job for years and are faster and more efficient than you, making you feel inadequate.
I began to have nightmares about slimy fish covering my body. For weeks after the job ended I kept thinking I could smell the fish and feeling like they were on my hands.
Never again.
As in, fish fins.
At fish hatcheries they have to clip the dorsal fin of the fish they raise so that when they release them into the wild people will be able to recognize that they can catch them (my father was the manager of a fish hatchery before he retired, this is how I came around to this job.)
So for a week I spent eight hours a day clipping the fins off of these fish. To clip them off first you need to get some fish out of the water via net (they're fairly small fish, maybe three inches long) and stick them in some anesthetic. You can't leave them in it for too long of course, because then THEY DIE. Then you have to grab a fish (no gloves!) and clip off their fin. If you don't clip enough the fish will be brought back to you and you'll have to do it again, because then it won't be recognizable as an actual clipped fish. But if you clip the fin too low, THEY DIE.
All the while your hands are getting numb because of the cold water and the slimy fish, and you're surrounded by old guys who have been doing this job for years and are faster and more efficient than you, making you feel inadequate.
I began to have nightmares about slimy fish covering my body. For weeks after the job ended I kept thinking I could smell the fish and feeling like they were on my hands.
Never again.
bengraven
Member
God for a second I thought you were working at shark fin fishery in China.
That said, it doesn't sound any more pleasant. :/ I can't believe they didn't give you gloves, especially since the fish are freezing cold.
ShipTheCheese
Member
Makes you feel better, I'm almost 85% sure she did CollegeRules porn.I was there, um, for research and saw a huge thumbnail that looked exactly like her with a pair of shades that she owned and was at the time sporting on Facebook.
But yeah, I saw this every day. And yes, that's her and her "i'll share and reshare every picture I take" Facebook. The second was for a public modeling gig she did. The first was, unedited, plastered all over her Twitter/Facebook/Google plus, before anyone says I'm exploiting her.
Classic stuff, did you figure this out while you were still working there? Would have made for an epic scenario the next day at work.
edit: Jesus, Lissar. That sounds downright nasty.
bengraven
Member
No, but her and another very cute, very very very flirty and nice friend of hers were pretty open about the fact that their boyfriends at the time convinced them to make a four-way swinging video. They said it was only for the four of them because I know my manager was literally in love with her and wanted a copy pretty fucking bad.
Rei no Otaku
Member
While not as bad as most people, I'm going to say Gamestop. It mainly came from the fact that my store was located close to the ghetto, and the customers were horrible.
One customer came in wanting to return an opened, new game. Which you can't do. Told him he couldn't and he proceeded to scream and swear in the store. So I said, "Sir, you're getting a bit animated. Could you please calm down." As soon as I said it he got this look on his face that said he had no idea what I meant. He looks at me and goes "Animated? ANIMATED!" and starts screaming more. I ask him to leave and he storms out pushing over the gift card rack on the way out (I wish we had had a magazine rack...).
Another "great" story happened to a co-worker of mine. We were both on register and I'm not sure what he said, but this group of kids he was cashing out got angry at him. One of the kids says to him "That's a nice car you have." After which all the kids walk out. Fast forward to my co-workers lunch break. He heads out to go to Mickey D's and he runs back into the store like a minute later and yells "They shit on my car!" Yup, on the windshield of his car was a huge pile of shit. Best part was about a week later we were having a store meeting and our manager was chewing us out for not respecting the customers at which point my co-worker stands up and goes "They didn't shit on your car did they!?"
While working there I had games snapped in half and thrown at me, I was threatened to the point where the police had to be called so that they could make sure I got to my car safely, was spit at, and called probably every name you could think of. All over video games...
One customer came in wanting to return an opened, new game. Which you can't do. Told him he couldn't and he proceeded to scream and swear in the store. So I said, "Sir, you're getting a bit animated. Could you please calm down." As soon as I said it he got this look on his face that said he had no idea what I meant. He looks at me and goes "Animated? ANIMATED!" and starts screaming more. I ask him to leave and he storms out pushing over the gift card rack on the way out (I wish we had had a magazine rack...).
Another "great" story happened to a co-worker of mine. We were both on register and I'm not sure what he said, but this group of kids he was cashing out got angry at him. One of the kids says to him "That's a nice car you have." After which all the kids walk out. Fast forward to my co-workers lunch break. He heads out to go to Mickey D's and he runs back into the store like a minute later and yells "They shit on my car!" Yup, on the windshield of his car was a huge pile of shit. Best part was about a week later we were having a store meeting and our manager was chewing us out for not respecting the customers at which point my co-worker stands up and goes "They didn't shit on your car did they!?"
While working there I had games snapped in half and thrown at me, I was threatened to the point where the police had to be called so that they could make sure I got to my car safely, was spit at, and called probably every name you could think of. All over video games...
I've told this story before, and it keeps getting more and more tragic.
I was hired to be an entertainment reporter for a local newspaper publisher.
The first day, I opened the guy's mail. When I was done, he had me type in press releases about antiques. Verbatim. When I turned to a drone next to me to ask why I was copying this junk word-for-word, the guy looked at me and said the boss doesn't like it when the employees talk.
The second day is a complete blur, more nonsense typing in horrible press releases, etc. And just when I'm beginning to feel trapped, the guy tells me when I'm done with work, I need to attend a town meeting and report on it. The meeting starts at 8:00.
I get off work at 5, and then drive about an hour to get to this place. At the end of a two-hour wait, I discover my boss is attending the meeting.
Three hours into the meeting, I am hating my life. This meeting is still going strong, with no end in sight. I imagine weeks, months, and years of mind-numbing town meetings and antiques press releases. And, thankfully, I snapped. I ripped out all my notes from the meeting, wrote a letter of apology to the boss explaining I could no longer do the job, and walked out. I didn't get paid for the two days, but I escaped with my dignity intact. And I never attended, let alone wrote about, another town meeting. Thank Christ.
I was hired to be an entertainment reporter for a local newspaper publisher.
The first day, I opened the guy's mail. When I was done, he had me type in press releases about antiques. Verbatim. When I turned to a drone next to me to ask why I was copying this junk word-for-word, the guy looked at me and said the boss doesn't like it when the employees talk.
The second day is a complete blur, more nonsense typing in horrible press releases, etc. And just when I'm beginning to feel trapped, the guy tells me when I'm done with work, I need to attend a town meeting and report on it. The meeting starts at 8:00.
I get off work at 5, and then drive about an hour to get to this place. At the end of a two-hour wait, I discover my boss is attending the meeting.
Three hours into the meeting, I am hating my life. This meeting is still going strong, with no end in sight. I imagine weeks, months, and years of mind-numbing town meetings and antiques press releases. And, thankfully, I snapped. I ripped out all my notes from the meeting, wrote a letter of apology to the boss explaining I could no longer do the job, and walked out. I didn't get paid for the two days, but I escaped with my dignity intact. And I never attended, let alone wrote about, another town meeting. Thank Christ.
I think there was a reason for no gloves, though I can't remember what it was. This was around ten years ago.
My dad offered to let me clip fins a couple of times after that, and only once I was desperate enough for money that I considered it (until I came to my senses, that is.) My mom has done it too, and agrees it's the worst job she's ever done. And she spent her childhood doing hard farm work. :s
I helped a guy sell shitty sculptures of pit bulls and wolves wearing scarves at the flea market. My job entailed loading all the shit from his storage unit into his shitty van, wrapping all the stuff with old, nasty pieces of carpet for protection.
We'd unload all the shit at the market. Then load it up at the end of the day.
He got all the stuff in Mexico and offered to pay me to go across the border with him to buy it all. I am glad I never did.
We'd unload all the shit at the market. Then load it up at the end of the day.
He got all the stuff in Mexico and offered to pay me to go across the border with him to buy it all. I am glad I never did.
I think my worst job was when I worked in a meat factory. My job was to help use a giant mixer to make the raw ingredients in to lunchmeat mixes.
Then I'd sometimes take a giant gun and fill racks with the slop I made in to these long metal tubes, which would later be cooked and turned in to the lunchmeat we all know and love.
The worst job within that area, though, was that on the odd day, I would get stuck working in the bologna room. I'd take the raw bologna that had just been injected in to its casing, lift the thing and place it on a rack next to me.
Every day I came home stinking of bologna and that awful lunchmeat that was ham with macaroni in it.
Then I'd sometimes take a giant gun and fill racks with the slop I made in to these long metal tubes, which would later be cooked and turned in to the lunchmeat we all know and love.
The worst job within that area, though, was that on the odd day, I would get stuck working in the bologna room. I'd take the raw bologna that had just been injected in to its casing, lift the thing and place it on a rack next to me.
Every day I came home stinking of bologna and that awful lunchmeat that was ham with macaroni in it.
Gameboy415
Member
Pretty much every job I've had since I came back from Japan in 2010 has been awful.
1. Best Buy Part Time Sales Associate - I had several regular customers who loved me and always thanked me for game recommendations but my Supervisor/Managers always chewed me out for not getting people to sign up for financing or "protecting" their $9.99 purchases. Plus towards the end they were only giving me about 20 hours a month so I knew it was time to move on.
2. "Blue Inc." Door-to-Door sales - I was told we'd be going door-to-door to small businesses in the local suburbs (NW Chicago) to get them to buy our credit/debit card machines and we'd get a ~$100 commission on every sale. Turned out that they only paid commission - you could spend an entire day out in an area and not get a single sale but you still have to pay for gas and food - no benefits whatsoever either. I'd had it w/Best Buy so I figured I'd give it a try. It ended up being my shortest job tenure of all time - I worked there for exactly 1 day.
The first red flag went up when I was filling out the new hire paperwork and the company had a different name (Vigor Concepts?!)! Then I found out we had to leave the office no later than 9:30AM b/c the next company was coming in at 10AM (wtf?!). The icing on the cake was when we got our assigned territory for the day - Chicago's South-side. So after spending a day walking around the ghetto, being threatened by a man with no teeth, and not making a cent, I went home and immediately fired off a resignation e-mail.
3. Comcast Telemarketing - First off, I have no ill will towards the company, my co-workers, or my supervisors - they were all awesome. That being said, the job was a fucking nightmare. It was primarily commission-based but you could make a ton of money if you were good. I was pretty good for my first few months but then the calls just got worse and worse until I finally up and quit this past February. I had an old man tell me to "go jump in a lake", an old woman screaming about some horrific operation involving her genitals, and a man threaten to "get me fired if I didn't find him a new DVR".
Here's another gem of a call:
Me: "Hello, this is [Gameboy415] calling from Comcast. May I speak to [customer]?
Cust: "I don't know, can you?"
Me: ".....I said 'May I..'....
Cust: "Um, I'm not here right now. STOP CALLING ME!" *click*
I've had no luck finding any jobs that are any better so I've just been living off eBay sales for the last 3 months. :S
1. Best Buy Part Time Sales Associate - I had several regular customers who loved me and always thanked me for game recommendations but my Supervisor/Managers always chewed me out for not getting people to sign up for financing or "protecting" their $9.99 purchases. Plus towards the end they were only giving me about 20 hours a month so I knew it was time to move on.
2. "Blue Inc." Door-to-Door sales - I was told we'd be going door-to-door to small businesses in the local suburbs (NW Chicago) to get them to buy our credit/debit card machines and we'd get a ~$100 commission on every sale. Turned out that they only paid commission - you could spend an entire day out in an area and not get a single sale but you still have to pay for gas and food - no benefits whatsoever either. I'd had it w/Best Buy so I figured I'd give it a try. It ended up being my shortest job tenure of all time - I worked there for exactly 1 day.
The first red flag went up when I was filling out the new hire paperwork and the company had a different name (Vigor Concepts?!)! Then I found out we had to leave the office no later than 9:30AM b/c the next company was coming in at 10AM (wtf?!). The icing on the cake was when we got our assigned territory for the day - Chicago's South-side. So after spending a day walking around the ghetto, being threatened by a man with no teeth, and not making a cent, I went home and immediately fired off a resignation e-mail.
3. Comcast Telemarketing - First off, I have no ill will towards the company, my co-workers, or my supervisors - they were all awesome. That being said, the job was a fucking nightmare. It was primarily commission-based but you could make a ton of money if you were good. I was pretty good for my first few months but then the calls just got worse and worse until I finally up and quit this past February. I had an old man tell me to "go jump in a lake", an old woman screaming about some horrific operation involving her genitals, and a man threaten to "get me fired if I didn't find him a new DVR".
Here's another gem of a call:
Me: "Hello, this is [Gameboy415] calling from Comcast. May I speak to [customer]?
Cust: "I don't know, can you?"
Me: ".....I said 'May I..'....
Cust: "Um, I'm not here right now. STOP CALLING ME!" *click*
I've had no luck finding any jobs that are any better so I've just been living off eBay sales for the last 3 months. :S
Catering hall dishwasher/bartender/server/janitor/kitchen manager.
My boss is extremely nice, but she constantly takes advantage of me and delegates a lot of her job on me. There are days where I'll get a phone call on my day off and she'll say "I know you must be bored on your day off, so you're working for me today right?"
It annoys the shit out of me because she'll just expect me to work. Especially when she knows I'm working another job, while going to school, and while taking care of my mom. It's infuriating. I know it's half my fault because I haven't spoken up until recently, but she knows I need help especially after working 12-16, even 20 hour shifts.
After my trip, I'll be working only two days a week there, however she believes "I'll be back" in a few weeks. I'm done come July. I'm tired and tired of working such irregular shifts.
My boss is extremely nice, but she constantly takes advantage of me and delegates a lot of her job on me. There are days where I'll get a phone call on my day off and she'll say "I know you must be bored on your day off, so you're working for me today right?"
It annoys the shit out of me because she'll just expect me to work. Especially when she knows I'm working another job, while going to school, and while taking care of my mom. It's infuriating. I know it's half my fault because I haven't spoken up until recently, but she knows I need help especially after working 12-16, even 20 hour shifts.
After my trip, I'll be working only two days a week there, however she believes "I'll be back" in a few weeks. I'm done come July. I'm tired and tired of working such irregular shifts.
ShipTheCheese
Member
Ah man, the things that have happened to me during calls..
One time I had this guy, who was so furious I called, he said:
"You're one of those fucking call-centres, aren't ya? Well, I hope you fucking die and get pissed on by a cow!!!"
Aussies, gotta love 'em.
I've only worked two jobs in my entire life.
The first one was part time and I guess that was the shitty one. It was concessions/cleanup at a cinema. A really old, busted up, horrifically filthy, nasty old cinema in the bad part of town that was replaced by two huge multiplexes thankfully.
I wouldnt say it was completely shit because for a while free movies and popcorn was really nice. Concessions was about like any other fast food type of job. Cleanup really sucked and was always rushed because this was a really busy old cinema until it closed. Overall it wasnt the worst thing ever but I doubt I'd do it again. After that I found work at the place I'm at now, and have been here ten years, now working full time.
The first one was part time and I guess that was the shitty one. It was concessions/cleanup at a cinema. A really old, busted up, horrifically filthy, nasty old cinema in the bad part of town that was replaced by two huge multiplexes thankfully.
I wouldnt say it was completely shit because for a while free movies and popcorn was really nice. Concessions was about like any other fast food type of job. Cleanup really sucked and was always rushed because this was a really busy old cinema until it closed. Overall it wasnt the worst thing ever but I doubt I'd do it again. After that I found work at the place I'm at now, and have been here ten years, now working full time.
Hypereides
Member
Telephone salesman/tele marketing for one helluva shady company. I only lasted 3 days. I quit.
The head management would forcefully persuade random people by phone to buy a membership space in a useless online register nobody has heard of. I couldnt support that.
Heard it got busted some time ago over some legal issues.
The head management would forcefully persuade random people by phone to buy a membership space in a useless online register nobody has heard of. I couldnt support that.
Heard it got busted some time ago over some legal issues.
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were you one of the junkies trying to sell me an nl20? Or a legit newspaper?
My worst would be doing data entry at a bank. I had to put fees on poor peoples accounts when they overdrew themselves.
It listed their occupation and the list was always
student
student
unemployed
single mum benefit
student
and so forth.
I let one through without a fee per day. I would pass it off as a mistake if second line processing would catch it.
My worst would be doing data entry at a bank. I had to put fees on poor peoples accounts when they overdrew themselves.
It listed their occupation and the list was always
student
student
unemployed
single mum benefit
student
and so forth.
I let one through without a fee per day. I would pass it off as a mistake if second line processing would catch it.
shinobi602
Member
McDonalds cook when I was 16. Fuck that shit.
Riding my bike for miles, against the wind, cold. First check was $220.00. Was so excited, went out and blew the whole thing on a PS2.
Riding my bike for miles, against the wind, cold. First check was $220.00. Was so excited, went out and blew the whole thing on a PS2.
Fudgepuppy
Banned
I'll tell you in two months when I start my job helping people with cable-tv.
Why two months? Because that's how long the unpaid training is.
Why two months? Because that's how long the unpaid training is.
One time, I was hired for a "Marketing" job. I showed up the first day, and was teamed up with 2 people, who proceeded to load a Honda Accord up with random stuff...kids books, cheap RC cars, even cheaper desk fans that didn't push any air, etc.
After this, we drove from South Jersey to Delaware. This is where I learned that the job involved walking around different strip malls, trying to sell this cheap crap to people. Some people actually bought some stuff, but most did not. The guys I was with even went into a few stores that had signs that clearly said "No solicitation." We were kicked right out.
It was hot, it was embarrassing, and judging from the amount of sales made, it was a commission job that would end up paying less than minimum wage.
On the way home, the "team leader" said to me, "So, does this position seem like a good fit for you?" I just said "No, no it doesn't." Got in my car when we arrived back at the main office, and never looked back. Didn't even care about getting paid that day, if there even was any pay.
After this, we drove from South Jersey to Delaware. This is where I learned that the job involved walking around different strip malls, trying to sell this cheap crap to people. Some people actually bought some stuff, but most did not. The guys I was with even went into a few stores that had signs that clearly said "No solicitation." We were kicked right out.
It was hot, it was embarrassing, and judging from the amount of sales made, it was a commission job that would end up paying less than minimum wage.
On the way home, the "team leader" said to me, "So, does this position seem like a good fit for you?" I just said "No, no it doesn't." Got in my car when we arrived back at the main office, and never looked back. Didn't even care about getting paid that day, if there even was any pay.
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