Crap jobs

Worked as an Office cleaner and the job was fine and the people were lovely but had a problem with the walls of the men's toilets. Someone was picking his nose and wiping it on the walls in one of the cubicles, each day it would get worse so I refused to do them so they closed it off. Then it started in the next cubicle so they put a camera outside the toilet and it eventually stopped.
 
Working in an elderly care home has to be up there, i've not done it myself but when i was visiting my grandmother regularly, the turnover rate of employees there was insane, people qutting a week into the job etc.

The people who do it deserve so much respect because from what I've seen, it can be an incredibly depressing environment to work in.
 
I've had a fair few with various temp agencies while funding Uni, but perhaps the stand out for me was computerising doctors notes. My job was to go through warehouse after warehouse, and pull out hand written doctors notes from 1900 (like the type that used to be put at the end of a patients bed in hospital), and scan them all.

Massive dusty folders that you had to unpick staples/paperclips etc, and flatten and try an scan. It was a scanner that pulled through pieces of paper like a printer and half the time it would clog. Monotonous, and the amount of obscure stains you hoped at best was blood was a nightmare for a germophobe.

Other crap jobs I had was the insolvency service - my job was to destroy case notes. That's it. Data entry too for podiatry department. Spending the days typing up handwritten notes about feet.
 
For a few weeks I logged cow passports and had to ring farmers to clarify the data and literally sit and fold letters and put them in envelopes. The paperwork would often arrive with blood/crap on it as well. Was incredibly tedious.
 
I did so many when I was young.

Putting the hooks into plastic coathangers in an injection moulding factory while a machine next to me pumped them out at about 160bpm. Unhappy hardcore.

Working on a machine that made the linings for sewers in another factory. This involved standing where the finished lining came off the machine and making sure it stacked properly. Which meant making a slight adjustment to it about once an hour while trying to stay awake.

Working in a distribution hub on night shifts moving parcels from one van to another while some thick eggy bellwhiff shouts at everyone that they're not working quickly enough. Used to get half cut at "lunch" break on that one, a bunch of us used to go to the bowling alley next door and down as many bottles of Beck's as possible in 20 minutes. God it was crap.

Navvying, hod-carrying, digging trenches, loads of random cash in hand site work back in the days before health and safety. Nearly fell off a ladder with a hod once, it was at that point I stopped smoking hash at work.

Glad that was all a lifetime ago.
 
Hinchcliffe's Corner said:
I'm not a vet, but despite getting to see loveable pets every day, and paid well, I think it would be one of the worst jobs in the world having to put a dog down. I'd be in tears every day.
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'til one took a chunk out of your hand, then you'd be like @chicoazul with a Staffy...

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Back in 1982/83 the govt decided to make councils responsible for paying rent for people on supplementary benefit. The paperwork as part of the transfer was horrendous, and all the forms were yellow. I was taken on as part of team of temps to put those forms in order so claims could be processed and paid. Very monotonous, but the yellow colour made some people nauseous 🤢as they worked. I retired 37 years later.
 

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