Although I do not work at the moment, I have three very young children to take care of so working will have to wait til the youngest is in preschool. But my last job was pretty cool, managing a games store. low money but a nice easy job and great perks.
Before that I was a taxi driver…
That was interesting. Worst part was the drunks pissing and vomiting in the car and irritating wide boys trying to haggle over the fare.
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What are the really REALLY bad things about your job?
Reading through this thread made me constantly think off this:
Although Pit Face's post gave me a different image:
After years of serving to tables, I've dealt with my fair share of difficult customers. The trick is to never ever give them the the feeling that their obnoxious behavior is getting to you or they'll get infinitely worse (for the love of god smile for now and swallow the pride. The break rooms are for frowns and back talking). You need to allow them to finish their rant about the quality of the steak, service or whatever else ailed them and precede to offer them with whatever peace offerings that the restaurant is willing to offer (like free drinks and such). 9 out 10 times all complaints are silenced at that point and the customer leaves happy.
These are the merits that made me a successful waiter. It also made me hate the job with a passion and there's no wonder why it's a shortlive profession.
Well,I'm a student…
A 'Korean' student…
One bad thing about Korean grade system is that
they mark grade by ranking…
which mean no matter how hard you try,
If other gett better grade,you will get a low grade
That's why competition is so fierce in Korea.
They have to get 1st grade(They have 1st~9th) to go to a university
but only top 6% can get it.
It's just scary to see them studying.
They stand up and study to not fall asleep.
I heard one student sleep only 1 hour a day during exam period.
(Averege,4 hour.Me,5 hour)
You must be lucky to not be a Korean student
Wow I'm surprised by how many people hate their job. Used Books and Dark Pascual's posts were refreshing. It's nice to hear that there's hope, you can get the job you want!
I'm currently a paralegal at a lil law firm. I actually love it because the people are awesome, but I just started so feel like I will probably get bored of it after a few years. I guess it will be back to grad school around that time.
Wow I'm surprised by how many people hate their job. Used Books and Dark Pascual's posts were refreshing. It's nice to hear that there's hope, you can get the job you want!
I imagine most people have something they hate about their jobs. I don't think that means they ACTUALLY hate their job that much or they wouldn't be working there… unless they're desperate or something…
The other day my work gave me my first shift on my own(I had been training before this). First of all, they didn't tell me until I got there, and it was my supervisor's day off.
I worked the whole shift(five hours) without a break - partly because I didn't have 15 minutes to spare, but also because there was only another person there for the first little bit of my shift, and I'm not allowed to leave the till alone. Even without a break, I didn't even come close to finishing everything they wanted me to do.
They left me without instructions on how hot the pizzas should be cooked at and as there was no one to ask, I had to guess. They were also out of pizza boxes.
Our department closes at 10(an hour earlier than the rest of the store), and we close the till an hour earlier at 9. A customer came by at 9:30(I've been running around for 4 and a half hours without a break at this point) wanting to pay for a couple things and I told him it was closed, and that he should go to the front of the store to pay. "What, are you guys not open regular store hours?" "No, our department actually closes at 10." *very condescendingly*"Well, it's NINE-THIRTY." "Yeah, sorry, we close our till at 9. If you could go pay at the front, that would be great." "Right. Well, I'll go to the front and ask them if you're meant to be closed."
Like, what? I'm sorry I upset you so much by asking you to walk an extra 200 feet to the front of the store…
Child services, social workers, fire fighters? Bless you.
I'm a security guard in a senior building. The worst part of the job? Dealing with those who are suffering and finding dead people.
Finding someone unconscious in a pool of their own urine and vomit ain't my idea of a good day at work. Then there's the cold, stiff body or walking in on EMS frantically doing CPR on someone the cops at the door said was probably already DOA and should they bother to call the EMTs? Yeah a great day at work.
In the area I work there is a difference between EMS and EMT. Never knew that, learned the difference the hard way.
Makes me wish I was still sitting in the gunner's seat of my tank knowing that every weapon on the modern battlefield was pointed directly at me and spending 8 hours doing hard maintenance for every hour of operation.
Finding someone unconscious in a pool of their own urine and vomit ain't my idea of a good day at work. Then there's the cold, stiff body or walking in on EMS frantically doing CPR on someone the cops at the door said was probably already DOA and should they bother to call the EMTs? Yeah a great day at work.
In the area I work there is a difference between EMS and EMT. Never knew that, learned the difference the hard way.
Don't know which is worse… THAT or finding two guys behind a store going at it like rabbits… and that's all I'll say about that.
Well, the really bad thing about my work? Morons. No, seriously. The idiots who drag the whole line down by being totally retarded.
See, I work at a lcd tv/monitor assembly factory (as you probably know already as I rant about it in the ranting thread quite a lot) and while I don't really hate the job, what gets on my nerves are people who are given a fairly simple task and yet fuck it up so badly that EVEYRONE ELSE suffers because of them.
Somewhere at the beginning of the line there's a woman who has to use a scanner to enter the serial number of the tv set into the SFIS system (the whole computer system for keeping track of orders, scanning etc.) If she does it wrong, then every other scanner (and there's at least 5 or 6 on the line, one every few steps and usually one or two per department) will show a "NO SN" message. EVERY ONE… then WHYYYY do we get No SN sets at the very END of the line? Is every other person ASLEEP OR SOMETHING?
And today someone entered the WRONG numbers somewhere and the entire order was listed as CLOSED AND FINISHED while the sets weren't even made yet! Imagine the chaos it caused, the sets arrive and NONE of them scan properly and NONE OF THE OTHER scanning people picked on that, they just went "ah, whatever, no one will notice!"
Result, we had to straighten it out at the very end, even two "SFIS people" arrived to fix it. They had to manually rewrite a chunk of the database to make the damned things work and it choked up the line so badly, that the line director came by to see what happened. You do NOT want the line director to come and see what you're doing, especially not when your job is based on short term 2-week contracts (and all they have to do is to not extend it for another 2 week period)…
Why is it going so? Quite simple… the job is generally dead simple and you just have to follow a bunch of steps that are provided to you on a worker's manual for particular type of tv and if you're not sure of something, ask the goddamn leader, here's there for that particular reason (that and to shout at you if you fuck up, haha)… but yeah, the job being so simple, there's no proper job interview or anything, so no one weeds out the morons… thus they all get hired and for at least 2 weeks (or an entire month) they cause trouble for the entire line.
Here, have a driver that runs on pressurized air, screw/unscrew the screw… here, take this box and put the set inside so that front screen is on THIS side and not the other… ehre, take those two styrofoam forms and put them on TOP of that set so that they fit (and not the other way around breaking them!!!)… here, when the set arrives, use this rag to wipe it clean from any possible fingernails… well, you get the point, easy stuff, right? :)
Not to some…
Wow, ranting about the job sure takes off a lot of steam off you :D
(other than that I can't complain much, we'll see how it'll go on the new line I've been moved to)
Finding someone unconscious in a pool of their own urine and vomit ain't my idea of a good day at work. Then there's the cold, stiff body or walking in on EMS frantically doing CPR on someone the cops at the door said was probably already DOA and should they bother to call the EMTs? Yeah a great day at work.
In the area I work there is a difference between EMS and EMT. Never knew that, learned the difference the hard way.
Don't know which is worse… THAT or finding two guys behind a store going at it like rabbits… and that's all I'll say about that.
I want that I just have to go to the beach out front (it is Asbury Park after all) and look in the window of any car sitting on the dunes at 2AM.
We once had a camera set up outside a resident's room to catch the parade of crack ho's going in and out. He doesn't live in the building anymore.
I'm paid to stand up for seven hours a day and put stuff inside stuff. That's right. I'm a bagger this summer.
After the first week, it didn't really hurt to stand up for so long, so at this point it is mainly the monotony that is irritating. On good days, I can latch on to a song, comic, movie, or concept in my mind to occupy my mind. I am thankful, though, that I'm working inside with the air conditioning and not outside moving the shopping carts all day. Also all the cashiers who I've worked with are generally nice, and I've discovered annoying customers aren't that bothersome for me, if I just do what they ask.
I guess the worst part so far was once I bagged all of someone's groceries, they said, "Oops, I forgot I wanted paper bags not plastic. Can you please re-bag everything?" So I re-bagged her stuff, and then the cashier who has been working at my store however many years told me that she has never seen that happen and how sorry she was that I had to do it.
It was just bagging groceries, though. What I do for seven hours or more a day. Six days a week, for about another month more. And then college, that'll be fun.
I'm not working at the moment. (summer break and being kicked out of the dorm kinda put a damper on any shifts I could take) I plan on going back to my job as a delivery driver in the fall, when I go back to school. The only thing I don't like is dealing with drunk people.
Example from when I was working 1am to close (4 or 5 in the morning)
Sorority Girl: Excuse me so you have any extra sandwiches (that I can have for free)?
me: no.
SG: Aw man, do you have any free chips?
me: No, I just carry enough for my deliveries, but you can get something inside.
And then there's the drunks who cause wrecks and pull out in front of you and the people who give you the address and the drunks who order something and then forget they order it or don't stay at the delivery address.
Other than that I love my job.
I'm going to go with the blood, semen and feces. I work on the maintenance crew at my college as a student team leader, and every summer we do a thorough cleaning of the fine arts departments (drawing, painting, sculpture, printing, etc.) while the regular staff handles the design departments ( ie: industrial and communications, illustration, architecture. ) and while I wasn't here last summer, we did find some absolutely delightful treats during this year's clean out, like a glass jar full of semen, which has the smell of rotten eggs mixed with 7-months/no shower guy's BO after a semester in a non air-conditioned building apparently ( You could smell it without even opening the jar.). We also found several adult toys while cleaning the dorms and enough old alcohol and rotten food to choke a city dump.
But the best was the day where a kid took a dump in the middle of the bathroom floor and smeared blood all over the walls. We still haven't figured out why.
A close second would be that while I'm one of the most experienced student workers we have, I get paid far less than some of the kids I'm supervising. It's a reoccurring problem in my career though, so I'm past the point where I consider it the worst part of a job.
we did find some absolutely delightful treats during this year's clean out, like a glass jar full of semen, which has the smell of rotten eggs mixed with 7-months/no shower guy's BO after a semester in a non air-conditioned building apparently ( You could smell it without even opening the jar.).…why?
"Oh I know what to do… He He He He… I will pump my little student pickle every day till I fill up this WHOLE big glass jar with my very own home made special brand man-sauce, then I will leave it somewhere so it will be found by someone later. HE HE HE HE HE, that idea is SO funny it gets me horny! Well then, I had better start pumpin'!! C'mere pickle…"
we did find some absolutely delightful treats during this year's clean out, like a glass jar full of semen, which has the smell of rotten eggs mixed with 7-months/no shower guy's BO after a semester in a non air-conditioned building apparently ( You could smell it without even opening the jar.).…why?
"Oh I know what to do… He He He He… I will pump my little student pickle every day till I fill up this WHOLE big glass jar with my very own home made special brand man-sauce, then I will leave it somewhere so it will be found by someone later. HE HE HE HE HE, that idea is SO funny it gets me horny! Well then, I had better start pumpin'!! C'mere pickle…"
That's probably pretty close to their real reason. Last year we had someone in the fine arts department do a piece entitled "30 masturbations" and it consisted of a single sheet of white drawing paper with 30 yellowish stains on it. I think it might be the art school atmosphere, being surrounded by nudity day in and day out, being in your early 20's and at an age where being liberal and taking risks is already encouraged, but I'm no expert and I might be wrong.
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