When I was a senior in high school, I lied about my age to get a job as a waitress. I thought it would be fun. Until I started. The training was the old-fashioned trial-and-error method, the manager hollered at me for every error, and the tips were lame. I made it through the first day, and then returned to my fast food job the next day. I never thought I’d be so tickled to sell greasy burgers and fries! And I never lied about my age again. Your turn…
All were good and all had their complicated phases. Working in corporates is more about the kind of people you come across, if I talk about experiences. I say this because the work one does there, is pretty mechanic or fixed. So the people make it good or bad, to an extent. My first job was in a call center;) and that was a "roller coaster ride!!!" hehe. I would be sharing the details someday:) Thanks for reminding me of those days:) :)
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Nehha
Hmmmm....Probably my first job as a hostess at Old Chicago. Nothing really bad about it, except I remember always dreading going to work. Plus, you had the occassional drunk customer who would hit on the hostesses...bleck!
ReplyDeleteOh goodness...hands down, the worst job I ever had was being a receptionist for a law firm in downtown Houston. I only last 3 months and fired for being "too nice". lol They were always wanting me to lie about where the lawyers were (when they were gone for a month with their secretary!!!) The wife would call in and I would have to keep saying he was out of the office. The wanted me to say something else, but I wouldn't. Also...there was an office that only housed a couch. A red couch. You wouldn't even want to sit on that couch!!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a den of sin that place was. Very eye opening for a 19 year old who was as sheltered as they come!
Oh, dear, Sherrinda. I'll settle for an ornery boss in place of your red couch any day--I guess I didn't have it as bad as I thought! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI was a marketing manager for a water park. I hate water parks. Not sure what I was thinking interviewing for that one.
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This is easy! my worst job was when I graduated college and got a job working in a lingerie sewing factory. UGH. I hated it. No one talked with me and we sat hunched over machines all day with only a bell to buzz us for a break. I'd just gotten my degree in Psychology and wanted to talk with people!! I last two days and begged my mother to let me quit.
ReplyDeleteWorking in fast food was the one thing I said I'd never do, and I didn't.
ReplyDeleteI never had a horrible job, but I think the one I liked least was babysitting. Really. I did it because it was the "thing to do," but I was too self-conscious and prone to second-guessing myself (and my "authority") to really feel like I was good with those kids. What was I thinking?
Don't know. Had several that weren't too appealing, like cleaning restrooms during my college days. Wasn't glorious, but it helped me pay my way through. The worst part of this job? When I had to be away for a day or two, I could never get other students to take over my job, even with the pay.
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I don't know that this was the worst exactly, but I would really rather not clean houses again. For other people, that is. I don't want to waitress, either, like I did as a high schooler. It makes me a little more thankful for my current jobs when I think back to those.
ReplyDeleteThe job I liked the least was the second job I had--at Montgomery Ward. (Back when they still had a Montgomery Ward here.) I rang customers up and spent the rest of my time in the changing rooms putting away all the clothes people tried on. It was a mess everyday and I went home late every night because it took so long. Ugh!
ReplyDeleteSo interesting to read about everyone's worst job! And lessons learned. I'd say the worst for me was a waiteress at a resturant called Gobble Gobble. Do I need to say more?
ReplyDeleteThe one job I disliked was working in the collections department of a large city hospital. The office responsibilities were fine but I dreaded the times when I had to go out to the wards and discuss payment options with destitute patients. I'll always remember sitting at the bedside of one who had attempted suicide. She resented being resuscitated let alone having to figure out how she was going to pay for being there!
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Don't know that i ever had job that I hated, but i certainly love the one I have now! Stay-at-home Nana!
ReplyDeleteMy summer/part time job as a teen found me working at my Dad's shoe store. I liked it - mostly - unless the customer was crabby or their feet were particularly odoriferous.
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Karen
I worked as a salad maker in a fancy restaurant... not bad, but then every night had to literally mop out the refrigerator unit because there was a leak and it filled with water every day. This equaled a numb hand every night. Not fun. :O(
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ReplyDeleteI'd have to say my worst job was my first. Straight out of high school, I became a stenographer.
The boss made boot camp look like a resort. She believed in the term, "breaking in," a little too literally.
Blessings,
Susan :)
Oh, I was a waitress too. It was HARD work, but the pay was worth it!
ReplyDeleteHands down, worst job ever was being the "sample lady" at the grocery store. Miserable. Stand there all day with a fake smile encouraging people to try your weird new product. My fast food job was great in comparison to that one! ;)
ReplyDeleteMost of my jobs had both good and bad aspects. But now I work for (should I say WITH) my husband, so I sure can't complain! Not that I'd want to anyway :)
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Susan
My first job was a summer stint at the naive age of fourteen. I worked for a City Youth Organization picking up trash in the inner city areas. Oh, the horror!
ReplyDeleteMy freshman year in highschool I worked as a gift wrapper at the local toy store in the mall during the Christmas season. Wearing a green felt elf suit complete with pointy shoes and jingle bells.
ReplyDeleteThat would have been bad enough without the organist playing "when the saints go marching in" just outside the store, over and over and over again.
I would have to say either the fast food place I worked at or the first job in my chosen career when I moved to another state right after being married. The fast food was because it was fast food and I always felt like I smelled of grease. The other, because I didn't feel like I connected with anyone in the office. It could have been because I was far away from home. Even though I was with my wonderful husband, I knew no one else it was really hard to develope friendships We moved back to here, what I consider home, three years later (thank goodness).
ReplyDeleteBurger King. I worked there three days and left. That was when they had those funky uniforms that looked like Hot Dog on a Stick outfits.
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My worst job was when I was a Saturday secretary at my church. I loved the stuffing envelopes part, but hated answering the phone. I never knew the answer to the question. One guy yelled at me for not knowing whether the lovely bells he paid for were ringing or not. Well, they weren't ringing then.
ReplyDeleteThat's so funny! My worst job was a fast food place. Let's just say me and full garbage bags spilling down my shirt don't mix!
ReplyDeleteNice blog. You might like my blessing of the animals post this week :)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was 18, I had a job answering calls for garbage complaints. The complaints were about noise- the cans were aluminum then and loud when clanged together, trash strewn everywhere, neighbors trash, trash that didn't get picked up, and piles of leaves that needed to be collected. Weddings, funerals, and trash. That's where I've witnessed the worst behavior from perfectly nice people.
ReplyDeleteNot sure what my worst job has been.
ReplyDeleteYes, Jen...the man in the picture on Arise 2 Write is my husband, Doug and the little girl is our precious Savannah (granddaughter)!
Hugs and prayers,
andrea
Jeanette:
ReplyDeleteThe job I disliked was a file clerk in one of our state offices. The other workers were different than what I was used to. I was 21. On pay days, one of the women felt she was entitled to a looong lunch hour. She seemed to spend her entire paycheck that day. If anything happened in her life, we all knew it.