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Gamestop when I was 18. Fuck retail.
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Gross lolToilet cleaner in planes.
Waterless toilets are the worst necessary invention in history.
It was a place that took all animals too so we had some interesting animals at times. The ladies told me before I worked there they sheltered a horse for a bit. We also had a racoon relocation program so we would house like 30 in a giant bird cage looking thing I fed them in the mornings and they'd climb all over you.
We would get feral cats too, they would almost instantly get the needle
I worked at a kill shelter as well and it's not the worst job I've had.You win. Literally murdering puppies is hard to beat in the shitty jobs stakes.
This was long before the pit bull menace. I don't think I ever saw one or there were so few, I can't remember. If I remember correctly the ladies said some farmer adopted the horse, but it was so long ago it may have gone to the glue factory and I'm just tricking myself into a happy ending.So they straight up put a horse down? Honestly, it’s a tough job but there’s a reason why Bob Barker used to mention spaying or neutering their pets. It’s a necessary evil in keeping the streets from being overrun by feral pit bulls
I couldn't imagine doing that.When I was young I worked at a kill shelter. The work wasn't the worst it was depressing. A fresh litter of puppies would arrive and would have to split the litter, knowing the ones I didn't pick were immediately killed.
The walk in freezer full of dead animals was haunting too. Once a week a trash truck would come and empty it out. On a good note, I got to name the animals and I'd pick some outrageous names at times. Seeing silly names on the collars would give me a chuckle.
The job that I hated was working as a waiter. Aside from ass kissing and dealing with the public was the fact your paycheck was at the mercy of others. That's pretty nuts when you think about it.
I heard working at Gamestop will make you hate video games for the rest of your life.Gamestop when I was 18. Fuck retail.
Funny you say that. I did mostly stop playing video games after working there, though that might have just coincided with going to college and working full time.I heard working at Gamestop will make you hate video games for the rest of your life.
You call yourself a salesmen, you son of a bitch funster?I was at the very bottom of a pyramid scheme twice. Once going door to door selling vacuums and other time I went door to door all throughout southern California offering to paint people's houses. Gathering leads. So depressing to gather leads for faggots.
Having a total shit job for years on end makes all other jobs seem fine. Some people don't get that experience and they get the "tomlinson-target complex."I’ve been having a blast roofing for the past 3 months. Idk if the navy just sucked so bad that everything else is great in comparison, but me and my foreman, who’s the same age as me, just drive around doing jobs and fucking around. Maybe I’ll change my mind when it starts getting hot though
You're a striver, funster. And now you're living high on the hog and not being frivolous with ribs.Delivering newspapers as a kid sucked. Day in day out delivering the fuckin' things to people who would bitch about whatever got up their ass during the day so they'd take it out on the kid delivering the paper. If it got a little wet in the torrential rain or if their shitty mailbox was already full of junk so you had to shove the fucker in. At Christmas time a few people would give me a few bucks but that would be 1% of all the places. At the end of my route, up top of the only steep hill for 50 miles, there was an old prick who would constantly badger me about being 10 minutes late or whatever as though I had a timed schedule. One day his wife left me a card saying thank you etc and that he had died. I think she thought we were being friendly when I actually hated that old cunt and was so happy to hear he croaked.
The pittance I got paid probably didn't even cover the wear and tear on my bike. I reached the point where I just started dumping papers on big vacant lot with grass that was probably 4 foot high. One day I went past and someone had been in there mowing the lot and there was a massive pile of old fucked up newspapers. Figured it was a good time to quit.
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