General Laborer on a Construction Crew for a big construction firm in ATL. FCK painters and dry wall guys, they are some of the nastiest SOBs on the planet. Leaving 5 gallon buckets of piss and crap in the houses is not cool.
what was your worst job?
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Well there are plenty of reports on it.
I never said everyone.
Most teachers are younger (low risk to them) and with almost no risk at all to the children. Many refused even after the vaccines and tried to find other reasons to not go back in person.
The damage to those kids will take awhile to discover but plenty of criticism on teachers is deserved.
Gonna piggy back off of this one. My mother was a receptionist at a HVAC company and got me my first job at 13 helping the original owner tear down old units. i worked my way up in the company to the installation crew. I hope the good lord never makes me go back to that.
Doing the math here. Was her daughter 14?
I haven't had a ton of jobs. Worked for my dad in HS and summers and also at a bar during undergrad. Both of those were fine. I've had 2 jobs post grad school so my worst was probably a process engineer at intel. Pay was good but not for the hours I worked. Regularly worked 65-70 hours/week and on-call at least once a month. So glad to be onto something new
My freshman and sophomore years in college I worked at a gas station for 30hrs a week, lawn maintenance during the spring and summer for about 4-8 hours a week and also unloaded 18 wheelers on an as need basis for another supply company.
Cleaning the rest rooms at a popular gas station is by far the worst. The others were bad in 95 degree weather but dealing with public restrooms was still worse.
Cleaning the rest rooms at a popular gas station is by far the worst. The others were bad in 95 degree weather but dealing with public restrooms was still worse.
Picking tobacco in the south Georgia heat!! We did it the old fashioned way-walking beside a sled and carrying arm loads of tobacco! I last did it in 1972 and swore I would never do it again and I haven't!
According to you! Demonizing an entire profession like that is like saying all cops are racist psychopaths... it just makes you sound bitter and dumb
Working in a corrugated box plant, 68 hours a week. Union job. On the hot end of the corrugator, it’s bad- 12 hour shifts with someone who speaks nothing but Portuguese. My hands were calloused with a quarter inch thick callous, so thick to where they wouldn’t bleed when cut by the razor sharp board. Having a smoke on the loading dock at 3 AM, that’s living. You know, I kind of miss it. Nothing but work, eat, sleep, repeat. It made me what I am today, hard work, and that’s a good thing. I pity people that don’t know what hard work is
The summer before my senior year at UGA, I worked at Petland in Athens for one day.
I was already working at the apartment complex where I lived (my compensation for that was mostly free rent for my share of a 4-bedroom apartment), and I needed another job to fund my trips to away games across the SEC. I had some retail experience in high school, and I knew my way around pet stuff -- you name it, I probably had it as a pet growing up -- so I figured the then-new pet store on the west side of town would be a reasonable choice.
During my interview, they pitched me on the commission system on the floor and told me I might get to sell kittens and puppies, or maybe they'd stick me in exotics or aquariums, since I knew that stuff pretty well. Either way, I was satisfied; I knew I could sell pets and pet supplies as well as anybody possibly could.
I show up for training, and they sit me in front of a TV/VCR combo to watch some standard OSHA and sexual harassment videos. Meh, whatever, par for the course. They told me I wouldn't be paid for watching the training videos, but they were required before I could get out onto the sales floor. (I didn't know any better, so I acknowledged this instruction and kept watching the videos for free. For three days.)
Finally, it was time for my official first day. They told me to wear a button-up shirt and khakis, as they were waiting on a new shipment of uniforms to come in. I wore one of my nicer shirts and a pair of pressed khaki pants. I was really excited to find out, finally, in which department I'd be working.
I showed up for my first shift ten minutes early, and the manager on duty said "Okay, ready for a day in the kennel?" and handed me a spray bottle. I was NOT being put to work on the sales floor -- I was consigned to an eight-hour shift of kennel duty, which meant running from cage to cage and cleaning up the CONSTANT barrage of excrement from a total of about 40 puppies. It was grueling. I ruined my nice shirt.
I showed up the next day, assuming that had been a one-time thing, only to be greeted with the spray bottle again. I quit on the spot.
They never paid me.
-- 00 Dawg
I was already working at the apartment complex where I lived (my compensation for that was mostly free rent for my share of a 4-bedroom apartment), and I needed another job to fund my trips to away games across the SEC. I had some retail experience in high school, and I knew my way around pet stuff -- you name it, I probably had it as a pet growing up -- so I figured the then-new pet store on the west side of town would be a reasonable choice.
During my interview, they pitched me on the commission system on the floor and told me I might get to sell kittens and puppies, or maybe they'd stick me in exotics or aquariums, since I knew that stuff pretty well. Either way, I was satisfied; I knew I could sell pets and pet supplies as well as anybody possibly could.
I show up for training, and they sit me in front of a TV/VCR combo to watch some standard OSHA and sexual harassment videos. Meh, whatever, par for the course. They told me I wouldn't be paid for watching the training videos, but they were required before I could get out onto the sales floor. (I didn't know any better, so I acknowledged this instruction and kept watching the videos for free. For three days.)
Finally, it was time for my official first day. They told me to wear a button-up shirt and khakis, as they were waiting on a new shipment of uniforms to come in. I wore one of my nicer shirts and a pair of pressed khaki pants. I was really excited to find out, finally, in which department I'd be working.
I showed up for my first shift ten minutes early, and the manager on duty said "Okay, ready for a day in the kennel?" and handed me a spray bottle. I was NOT being put to work on the sales floor -- I was consigned to an eight-hour shift of kennel duty, which meant running from cage to cage and cleaning up the CONSTANT barrage of excrement from a total of about 40 puppies. It was grueling. I ruined my nice shirt.
I showed up the next day, assuming that had been a one-time thing, only to be greeted with the spray bottle again. I quit on the spot.
They never paid me.
-- 00 Dawg
Milked rattlesnakes for tourists one summer for Serpent City in Myrtle Beach in the 60’s
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I'm not demonizing a profession, I simply disagree that a 9 month job, with literally no accountability, and guaranteed pay regardless of production is "tough" in comparison to most other professions. Teachers Unions push this garbage narrative while protecting the worst in the profession.
I'm not demonizing a profession, I simply disagree that a 9 month job, with literally no accountability, and guaranteed pay regardless of production is "tough" in comparison to most other professions. Teachers Unions push this garbage narrative while protecting the worst in the profession.
My uncle used to own a meat distributing business in Athens, including supplying meat to a lot of the barbecue restaurants around northeast Georgia. Summer between my sophomore & junior years at UGA, one morning a week (in addition to the other "regular" job I had), I would go down there with about 7 other guys at 5:00 AM to unload the truck that brought the meat in, then we would organize it into loads to go out in vans to the individual restaurants. So another guy & I would make those deliveries all around the area, and since I was new I would always end up unloading the van while the other guy talked to the restaurant owners. We would get finished around 9:00, and then I would have to go straight to an anthropology class I had in the basement of the library that summer, still smelling of meat. Not fun.
Water and fire damage mitigation. Those types of job aren't exactly fun, but the part they don't tell you about is trauma cleanup and sewer backups.... That was where the worst work experiences of my life part came into play.
I'm not demonizing a profession, I simply disagree that a 9 month job, with literally no accountability, and guaranteed pay regardless of production is "tough" in comparison to most other professions. Teachers Unions push this garbage narrative while protecting the worst in the profession.
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You mean like being a ceo who screws up and gets a huge golden parachute? Or LLC’s that allow u to fail over and over and Keep filing bankruptcy... this is what I’m saying.. you’re just saying generalized statements that you’ve reversed engineered to fit how u feel emotionally about one perticular profession!
You mean like being a ceo who screws up and gets a huge golden parachute? Or LLC’s that allow u to fail over and over and Keep filing bankruptcy... this is what I’m saying.. you’re just saying generalized statements that you’ve reversed engineered to fit how u feel emotionally about one perticular profession!
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You've blown your cover, you're probably "teaching" right now....have a great school year.
Are there teachers out there who thought they would get rich being a teacher? Serious question.
When I was 15 (1995), the only job I could find was working as a cashier at the Golden Corral on Barrett Parkway in Kennesaw. I have no idea how it is still open, but it is. I had this boss named "Todd" who thought he was hot shit because he was a 3rd string offensive lineman at Furman and was now a Golden Corral manager with a big letterman's ring and he banged the waitresses after work. I thought Todd was a loser because he went to Furman and not a real football school and because his first job out of college was managing the Golden Corral. (sidebar, I was on the track and cross country team so I really didn't have the necessary street cred to criticize one's choice of college football programs). So I let Todd know how I felt about Furman and college grads banging high school waitresses at a buffet restaurant. In response, Todd made me clean the bathrooms EVERY SHIFT.
There is a psychology to buffet restaurants, especially back in the 90's that essentially boiled down to value = how much a person can eat for $9.99. Sometimes value = how much a person can eat + a blow out in the bathroom at Golden Corral + 2nd buffet run. Folks would stay for hours, sometimes all day, bring tupperware to take home leftovers. And I always had to clean the bathrooms, which were as foul as any of the jobs listed above involving fecal matter and excrement. That $9.99 all you can eat buffet plate included a fountain drink and the opportunity to shit a Jackson Pollack painting on the wall of the men's room (and sometimes the women's). The corn and lentils gave it a real 3D quality.
The statute of limitations has expired so I'll tell you what I did the last night of my job at the Golden Corral. Todd the football god was in the back hammering away at some high school dropout bent over a prep table so I mopped the men's room, which was particularly foul that night and then ran the used mop water through the ice cream machine on cleaning mode and left. I knew then and there I'd never go to Furman and I'd never work in a restaurant ever again.
There is a psychology to buffet restaurants, especially back in the 90's that essentially boiled down to value = how much a person can eat for $9.99. Sometimes value = how much a person can eat + a blow out in the bathroom at Golden Corral + 2nd buffet run. Folks would stay for hours, sometimes all day, bring tupperware to take home leftovers. And I always had to clean the bathrooms, which were as foul as any of the jobs listed above involving fecal matter and excrement. That $9.99 all you can eat buffet plate included a fountain drink and the opportunity to shit a Jackson Pollack painting on the wall of the men's room (and sometimes the women's). The corn and lentils gave it a real 3D quality.
The statute of limitations has expired so I'll tell you what I did the last night of my job at the Golden Corral. Todd the football god was in the back hammering away at some high school dropout bent over a prep table so I mopped the men's room, which was particularly foul that night and then ran the used mop water through the ice cream machine on cleaning mode and left. I knew then and there I'd never go to Furman and I'd never work in a restaurant ever again.
So we should pay them little because they don’t want to get rich.. u need therapy man, your values are honestly retarded
I'm not demonizing a profession, I simply disagree that a 9 month job, with literally no accountability, and guaranteed pay regardless of production is "tough" in comparison to most other professions. Teachers Unions push this garbage narrative while protecting the worst in the profession.
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There are no teacher unions in GA so I don't know why that matters here in the state we live in.
I was an elementary school janitor for a summer. Cleaning puke and stripping wax from classroom floors was not fun…
Same. Year 26 starting for me too. My biggest gripe is they want every teacher to teach the same way. It has taken the fun out of teaching. 900 days left. Lol.
Me and a buddy during the summer of our jr year of HS dug 80 post holes for a farmers new fence. Haven’t picked up a posthole digger since.
Drug dealer. The worst part of dealing drugs was having to interact with people who do drugs.
There are no teacher unions in GA so I don't know why that matters here in the state we live in.
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There are teachers unions and teachers lobbyists in GA, there is no collective bargaining in GA.
There are teachers unions and teachers lobbyists in GA, there is no collective bargaining in GA.
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Right, but if teachers can't "go on strike" I'm not really sure it's the same thing. Everyone should advocate for better conditions/better pay in their given field of employment.
People that think that teachers have it easy with a cushy job and lots of vacation time and complain about them is my pet peeve. If anyone thinks teaching is so easy with tons of vacation then quit your current job and start teaching.
Worked in a cotton mill for about six weeks before I started college. Definitely made me concentrate on getting a good education.
If teaching really was "easy" and "cushy" there wouldn't always be a shortage of them, point blank, it's that simple. My mom was a speech pathologist in public schools for over 30 years and I can still remember her working at the kitchen table on IEPs and other paperwork until 8 and 9 at night a lot.
Most people don’t get paid when they’re off. What’s the problem?
Surveying land in the mid 1970's.
Swinging a bush hook from sun to sun in the middle of a swamp somewhere near Hell Ga.
Right, but if teachers can't "go on strike" I'm not really sure it's the same thing. Everyone should advocate for better conditions/better pay in their given field of employment.
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Tell that to Roy Barnes, teachers backed unions/lobby have a lot of political power in GA.
Not saying they have an easy job, I am saying they know what they signed up for. Still only work 9 months a year, have every weekend away from the "office".
Right, but if teachers can't "go on strike" I'm not really sure it's the same thing. Everyone should advocate for better conditions/better pay in their given field of employment.
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If you’re unsatisfied with conditions or pay, you quit the job. If the business wants to retain good employees, it improves the pay and/or conditions.
If you’re unsatisfied with conditions or pay, you quit the job. If the business wants to retain good employees, it improves the pay and/or conditions.
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If you're Burger King yes. Teaching isn't a private business, so the solution to a teacher shortage isn't just "pay them more".
You'd be pretty damn surprised. Folks who bitch about teachers having summers "off" certainly don't understand how they're paid.
Summer break is two months. Yes they have Christmas and other holidays but most parents take the same holidays off too and most of the people I know have the weekend away from the office. What’s your point?
