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This was back in highschool -- and only lasted 2 weeks, because I quit!

I was working in the lab for the local wastewater treatment plant.

Those first two weeks, I was helping the main labrat to test the contents of dried sludge samples in vials.

So I didn't have to handle anything raunchy.

Well, first day of week 3, they tried to hand me a bucket and golashes to go and wade out in the wastewater sludge and scoop up a bucket of sample for us to test next.

I said 'thanks, but no thanks, I quit, goodbye.', and walked out.

Yuk!

No joke- another kid that continued to work there (started the year before me) ..and ended up working there thru college and then fulltime after college -- both of his kids now that he had are messed up - physical health defects and problems. I truly believe it had something to do with him having worked there for so long exposed to all that stuff.

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Well...I worked as a dishwasher and cook at a local "high class" restaurant. Everyone in the food industry has bad stories so mine probably aren't special. However, be warned that the "high class" restuarants are often worse in the background than the "worse" ones. Umm...lets see...

-Owner carried a gun...safety from workers and patrons

-Grease was changed out every 6 months and you don't want to know what was in the "fresh" grease

-The fish was never kept in a freezer...it was only in a cooler

-The steak was actually the old steak that didn't sell at the markets

-All the time I worked there I found about 27 dead rats inside of food containers, that is only what I found, and I got screamed at when I tried to throw those items away

-Sawdust was added to the breading

-The sewage line backed up into the kitchen for 5 days before being fixed...they just boiled the water a little longer

-One cook blended some urinal cakes into a cake for a birthday party...I think it was a kid's party

-Another cook brought in horse meat from his farm and cooked it for some people that ordered steak because it was "funny"

-This is bringing back some bad memories so I am just gonna stop

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Yuk I may have to climb into a septic tank soon and am wondering why life has to be so damn gross :cry

thats one thing that makes me gag

major poopies.

This was back in highschool -- and only lasted 2 weeks, because I quit!

I was working in the lab for the local wastewater treatment plant.

Those first two weeks, I was helping the main labrat to test the contents of dried sludge samples in vials.

So I didn't have to handle anything raunchy.

Well, first day of week 3, they tried to hand me a bucket and golashes to go and wade out in the wastewater sludge and scoop up a bucket of sample for us to test next.

I said 'thanks, but no thanks, I quit, goodbye.', and walked out.

Yuk!

No joke- another kid that continued to work there (started the year before me) ..and ended up working there thru college and then fulltime after college -- both of his kids now that he had are messed up - physical health defects and problems. I truly believe it had something to do with him having worked there for so long exposed to all that stuff.

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My top worst job when I did door to door sales in Brighton and Howell, MI. For a black man that hell. Racist everywhere.

it goes both ways...someone on here did the sell gas thing in ponticrack (he is a bit of a white ass hippie)

he got a gun pulled on him and his boss didn't even report it. Did I mention is was a black guy...who pulled the gun I mean.

I have since, seen an add for that crappy, walk around in bad hoods for 12 hour shifts selling cheap gas job 2x in the paper.

Dont do it folks.

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I guess it was my first. I worked on a Ice cream truck in the Mexitown area (southside) of Pheonix.

We played stuff in spanish it drove me nuts.

These people topped that.

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Oh my goodness! I know that truck in the second video. That was filmed about a block away from where I lived on the West Side, I think, in Warrenville. Cool. I loved that truck. No hydraulics on it though. And I had "Pop Goes the Weasel" stuck in my head all summer because of that truck.

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OMG thats tooo funny

Oh my goodness! I know that truck in the second video. That was filmed about a block away from where I lived on the West Side, I think, in Warrenville. Cool. I loved that truck. No hydraulics on it though. And I had "Pop Goes the Weasel" stuck in my head all summer because of that truck.

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It's a tie between the furniture department of a Big Lots in Tennessee, and a Little Caesar's in Wayne. Big Lots sucked because I wanted to be a cashier, but they put me in the furniture dept. where I was made to assemble various items, like dresser drawers or ....computer desks, for displays. But I was awful at it. And I always ended up putting stuff together backwards, not to mention it took me like hours to put that crap together anyways. Then I'd have to go into this huge storeroom and load up couches and shit for customers. I'm a little on the fluffy side, and I suppose my employers thought that made me hercules or something. I pretty much quit due to humiliation.

Little Caears's wasn't so bad, except they MADE me stand at the street corner holding the $5 Hot 'N' Ready sign while people drove by flipping me the bird and disgracing me. So at 22 years old I'm standing there holding that retarded sign with hot tears streaming down my cheeks..... I pretty much quit due to humiliation.

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