HappyHoosier Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 When I was in college, I worked at a "residential treatment facility" for emotionally disturbed youth. It was scary being around teens who were violent, depressed, traumatized, manic, paranoid, suicidal. Frequently, the kids would attack another resident, punch a house parent or set something on fire. We weren't even supposed to walk on campus without a co-worker. Plus, the place always smelled like hot buttered corn, even when it wasn't on the menu. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
haddockman Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 Cleaning windows in a cafe every week when I was about 12!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
funkymiss Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 Waitress when I was 13, complete slave labor working for £2.50 an hour or something, til 1 or 2am. Don't know why I did it!! A job I had last year I had the worst wierdest old manager... The job was ok but I was so glad I was just a temp, could not have worked for that man permanently! Other employees would walk out of the office cos they couldn't stand him Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bladesman Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 Paper boy. Crap money really for doing 5 days a week and getting nothing for it. I even helped them open the shop in the mornings and cover for paper boys that didnt show up. How much did I get for doing my round and covering other staff? £15 a week! Its no wonder why some people dont always get their paper in the morning. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hamatik Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 I did a temp job in a freezer, packing sausages on a night shift........ in the middle of winter. It was hell. I lasted two nights... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hamatik Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 £15 a week! Its no wonder why some people dont always get their paper in the morning.I only got £12 when I did mine!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
*Peaches* Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 Delivering free local news paper, tenner for 500 papers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 The only example I can think of is a stint of voluntary work at a hospice. Some of the images haunt me now, several years later. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
johnbradley Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 paper round / litter picking / cleaning Budgen's supermarket (bloody hell, those women's loos...made me gag!) And the best of all - selling rubbish, fake, England T-Shirts out of a sports bag, walking all round Manchester, during World Cup '98. THAT was a crap job. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wardonia Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 CLIVE: Er, I'll tell you the worst job I ever had. DEREK: What was that? CLIVE: The worst job I ever had was with Jayne Mansfield. You know, she was a fantastic bird, you know ..... DEREK: Yeah, yeah. CLIVE: ..... big tits, huge bum, and everything like that, but I had the terrible job of retrieving lobsters from her bum. DEREK: Really? Bloody hell, that must have been a task. CLIVE: Well, it was quite a task 'cause she had a big bum ..... DEREK: Well, I remember. CLIVE: ..... and they were big lobsters. DEREK: I remember she had a huge bum. CLIVE: Well, she had one and, er, you know, presumably in the afterlife ..... DEREK: (belches) Oh dear. CLIVE: Shut up ..... she still has one. But I had to, used to go round, you know, of an evening ..... DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: ..... when Jayne was sleeping or sort of comatose, like, ..... DEREK: Yeah, yeah. CLIVE: ..... you know, you know. DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: You know, just lying there. DEREK: Comatose. CLIVE: And the ne- DEREK: 'Coma-toes to her head' huh-huh-huh. CLIVE: 'Coma-toes to her head' - shut up. DEREK: (coughs) CLIVE: And, er, I had to retrieve these lobsters from her arsehole. DEREK: Yeah, well, I remember she had a lot of trouble with-, with lobsters up her arsehole. CLIVE: Well, you see, the lobsters ..... DEREK: Basically, she suffered from, er, what was known in-, in the medical trade as 'lobsters-up-the-arsehole'. CLIVE: Well, this is what it said scientifically, you know, ..... DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: ..... 'lobsters-up-the-bum', you know ..... DEREK: Mmm. CLIVE: ..... this was the scientific, er, term for it but, you know, in general terms it was known as 'Lobsterisimus -um- Bummakisimus'. DEREK: Yeah, yeah. CLIVE: And it was my job every evening to go round to Jayne ..... DEREK: Mmm. CLIVE: ..... who was a sweet girl. DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: Sweet, charming, shy, mysterious girl ..... DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: ..... and get these ****ing lobsters out of her arsehole. DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: Which is so tricky because she was a very sensitive woman, you know. DEREK: Yeah, yeah. CLIVE: I used to go round there every evening and these lobsters, you know, she used to go out bathing in Malibu ..... DEREK: Yeah. CLIVE: ..... which is where she used to go out bathing. DEREK: Yeah, oh, Malibu, yeah. CLIVE: Malibu, yes. Malibu-de-bum-bum. And, erm, up went the lobsters - boing! - straight up her arsehole. DEREK: Well, I think, you know, I think she brought it on herself, really, didn't she? CLIVE: Not so much brought them on herself as so much encouraged them, you know, ..... DEREK: Yeah, yeah. CLIVE: ..... by the flagrant display which she got up to. DEREK: Well, I think she was a dirty cow. CLIVE: Well ..... DEREK: And being ..... CLIVE: No, n-, no, no, be fair, be fair. You can call her a dirty cow but, let's face it, a lot of lobsters fancied her bum. DEREK: Yeah, well, I think, I-, let's face it, I think it was a fifty-fifty arrangement. I think that-, I-, I don't ..... CLIVE: Yeah. The lob-, the lobsters didn't say, "we have the upper hand", ..... DEREK: No. CLIVE: ..... Jayne didn't say, "we have the upper hand" ..... DEREK: There was no-, there was no feeling of, er, domination. CLIVE: No. It was a ..... DEREK: A-, fif- CLIVE: ..... fifty-fifty thing. DEREK: I think the lobsters got quite a nip out of it ..... CLIVE: Yeah. DEREK: Uh-huh-huh. And, er, I think Jayne got a lot out of it. CLIVE: Yeah, but it was my job, my job to retrieve the lobsters from her bum after the event. DEREK: What event? CLIVE: Post hoc, te proct. DEREK: P-post what? CLIVE: Post hoc, te proct. DEREK: Oh, yeah, yeah. CLIVE: That's what it is in Latin, you know, ..... DEREK: What- CLIVE: ..... getting lobsters out of people's bums, after they've, er, ..... DEREK: Oh, post hoc, te proct. CLIVE: Yes, yeah. DEREK: Well, when ..... (clears throat) CLIVE: But she was a sweet girl and I wouldn't knock her. DEREK: Well, I gather you wouldn't, no. CLIVE: No, I gather I wouldn't. But I'll tell you one thing Tony Newley said to me ..... DEREK: What was that? CLIVE: "Who are you?" DEREK: Yeah? Just like that. CLIVE: Just like that. And I thought that made Tony Newley a-, a wonderful human being. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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