Cleaning oil well cellars. Good money, but always smelled like oil.
In no particular order, roofing, grocery store attendant, floor installation, dish washing. Alll shitty jobs.
Security guard at a Tina Turner concert, stocking shelves at a supermarket, delivering pizza, …
Those were all kinds of shitty too.
Guess you have to put in your time, before something decent comes up.
Selling copy machines. 100% cold calling. 100% commission. Horrible.
[quote]AliveAgain36 wrote:
Selling copy machines. 100% cold calling. 100% commission. Horrible.[/quote]
LOL
I’m not going to quote the mess you made up there sturgeon but its true that old folks are the worst. And you’re welcome, I have more where that came from.
Did it hurt?
Hahah I love you sometimes Orion.
Yes that is it. If you have passive income not working is fine, but my opinion is that if you do not have this, not having any income is worse than having to something unpleasant for it. Why? Because your savings is limited and by spending it without getting anything in, you are reducing your wealth, not increasing it.
To me, any job is better than not having one, because you are still working and getting paid, the purest exchange there is. Without going full out Fransico d’Anconia here, it would be harder to express why I feel that.
And I will bite, the “shittiest” job I had was working at a hospital in the food services part. One of the things I had to do was deliver dinner to patients, which is an awful job for someone with gerantophobia like myself in the first place. Imagine walking into the room of someone who is a walking, coughing Petri dish. Now imagine that man voiding his bowels as you helped him open his jello pack because he coughed so violently into your face he no longer could hold his infectious diarrhea inside. Yup…that was my first and last day on the job.
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again.
However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
Awesome.
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
What the hell did they pay you?
[quote]JLone wrote:
Grounds keeper for a cemetery when I was a teenager. Weedeating headstones for 40 hours a week… enough said. [/quote]
That could have been turned into the best drinking-while-working job eva…
Rob
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
Uh… Win.
I worked for a temp agency when I was 18. I had my first car so I always got sent out and often took someone else with me if they needed more help. The worst place there was working for a commercial laundry service. We went to mainly restaurants and had to gather up dirty table cloths, napkins, aprons, cooks clothes. Some places had carts we would wheel out to the truck, leave them an empty one and off we went. This one place had a laundry chute that went to the basement, there was a cart under it overflowing with dirty linens with food, cigarette butts, wine… let that marinate for a week in a hot as fuck basement. AND we had to take most of it out by hand. I would be gagging in no time. I asked not to be sent back there again.
Most of the jobs were factory or warehouse work or custodial jobs. I would be sent out with guys who were like 45… zero skills and feeding a family on spotty work at minimum wage.
Rob
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
What the hell did they pay you?
[/quote]
I worked that job for 2 summers as an undergrad student so they only paid me the student rate which at that time (2000-2001) was $13/ hr. the guys who worked there as their permanent job were paid $25/ hr. Those guys were also the definition of “old man strength”. They chain smoked all day and ate doughnuts and Coke for their lunch but, those old fuckers could outwork me any day of the week.
[quote]CMdad wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
What the hell did they pay you?
[/quote]
I worked that job for 2 summers as an undergrad student so they only paid me the student rate which at that time (2000-2001) was $13/ hr. the guys who worked there as their permanent job were paid $25/ hr. Those guys were also the definition of “old man strength”. They chain smoked all day and ate doughnuts and Coke for their lunch but, those old fuckers could outwork me any day of the week. [/quote]
Well…
For that kind of money…
I would rather fart in a cubicle…
Yeah…
Cant believe they would not pay more…
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
What the hell did they pay you?
[/quote]
I worked that job for 2 summers as an undergrad student so they only paid me the student rate which at that time (2000-2001) was $13/ hr. the guys who worked there as their permanent job were paid $25/ hr. Those guys were also the definition of “old man strength”. They chain smoked all day and ate doughnuts and Coke for their lunch but, those old fuckers could outwork me any day of the week. [/quote]
Well…
For that kind of money…
I would rather fart in a cubicle…
Yeah…
Cant believe they would not pay more…[/quote]
Aparantly they didn’t need to.
[quote]Waittz wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
What the hell did they pay you?
[/quote]
I worked that job for 2 summers as an undergrad student so they only paid me the student rate which at that time (2000-2001) was $13/ hr. the guys who worked there as their permanent job were paid $25/ hr. Those guys were also the definition of “old man strength”. They chain smoked all day and ate doughnuts and Coke for their lunch but, those old fuckers could outwork me any day of the week. [/quote]
Well…
For that kind of money…
I would rather fart in a cubicle…
Yeah…
Cant believe they would not pay more…[/quote]
Aparantly they didn’t need to. [/quote]
Apprently a lot of people do not judge going up in flames every minute or so to be a serioous hassle.
Who knew?
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]CMdad wrote:
Working in the blast furnace of a steel mill. If you’ve ever seen the first 5 minutes of the movie “The Deer Hunter” they are doing the same job I did. Had to wear a 45 lb asbestos suit for a full 12.5 hr shift to deflect the worst of the heat. Also had to wear a special respirator to prevent the scorching hot air from burning my lungs. We were the only job category in the whole mill that didn’t have to wear steel toed and soled boots because the ground was so hot the metal plating in them would burn your feet severely. Did I mention that it was hot as fuck in there? Every hour on the hour a hole would be drilled into the side of the furnace to allow the molten iron to flow out through a series of open trenches and into rail cars underneath the factory floor. After the flow stopped, the iron left in the trenches would solidify and then my job was to jump down onto it in the trenches and jackhammer and shovel it out before they opened the furnace again. However, the iron I was standing on and jackhammering was still hundreds of degrees hot. After 10 seconds my boots would catch on fire and they were designed so that you could still work with them on for another 10-20 seconds before you started to burn, at which point I would have to jump out, hose them down with a water hose to put out the flames and then jump back in the trenches. Did I mention it was hot as fuck in there? And the best part was sometimes certain pockets of iron would cool down slower than the overlying iron and when I would jackhammer through the outer crust, a geyser of molten iron would erupt at you about 5 feet into the air. Deaths happened every year in there. I would drink 3-4 gallons of water a 12.5 hr shift and not piss once. Sweated it all out.[/quote]
What the hell did they pay you?
[/quote]
I worked that job for 2 summers as an undergrad student so they only paid me the student rate which at that time (2000-2001) was $13/ hr. the guys who worked there as their permanent job were paid $25/ hr. Those guys were also the definition of “old man strength”. They chain smoked all day and ate doughnuts and Coke for their lunch but, those old fuckers could outwork me any day of the week. [/quote]
Well…
For that kind of money…
I would rather fart in a cubicle…
Yeah…
Cant believe they would not pay more…[/quote]
Actually, that was better money than any other job I could have gotten at that time as a student… I was pretty happy with it at the time. I guess everything is relative. Also, the city I live in is Canada’s version of Pittsburgh: tons and tons of steel mills and heavy industry. It was just kind of expected that at some point in a man’s life he’d work in one of the mills. Most of my friends from university were working in the mills as well during the summer so I never thought anything of it.