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The job I have at the moment is the most boring soul destroying job I have ever done. Mostly because it is for an employer that seems to only promote apathy and mediocrity.


I much preferred being a barman even though this is by far better paid with better hours.

Brendan Wrote:

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> The job I have at the moment is the most boring

> soul destroying job I have ever done. Mostly

> because it is for an employer that seems to only

> promote apathy and mediocrity.

>

> I much preferred being a barman even though this

> is by far better paid with better hours.


Regrettably the tendency to reward apathy and mediocrity is a widespread practice across the UK. Certainly has been since I satrted working as a callow 16 year old back in 1973. Don't let the bastards grind you down!!

During one school holiday I worked in a warehouse packaging sunglasses. This involved putting the box together, sticking those little stickers on the lenses, putting in the dust wipe thing etc.


You sat at a big table with loads of middle aged woman, most of whom didn't speak any English (or at least not enough for a conversation) and did the same thing over and over. 9 hour shifts with only half an hour for lunch. Minimum wage. Ridiculous security to ensure you didn't pinch any of these ?15 pieces of crap.


I lasted two days.


:'(

One day of temping at "United Carriers" parcel distribution depot when I was 16: to date, my only day of waged employment.


I (carefully) moved a load of car batteries from bay 6 to bay 22, and then stood back to admire my handiwork: a wall of 'this way up' arrows, all pointing down. I didn't go back.

I used to love my current job, I used to feel rewarded, and believe I was doing a good thing. Now I hate it with a passion, as much like in health and education, social care has become not at all about the people you're meant to be providing a service to, but all about ticking your boxes, and showing that you done an assessment and used the appropriate criteria to do as little as possible to actually make someone's life better.


Having said all that, I did work in a very very scary bar in Liverpool where I feared for my life every shift!

My favourite job is bar work. I love the banter and it's just like being out on the other side of the bar. Punters love it when you remember their drinks (I never remembered their names, but would never forget a drink). The best part though, unlike my current job, is when you go on holiday there aren't thirsty people waiting for you to come back.


The state of my workload after a week out of the office leaves a lot to be desired.

Keef Wrote:

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> I used to love my current job, I used to feel

> rewarded, and believe I was doing a good thing.

> Now I hate it with a passion, as much like in

> health and education, social care has become not

> at all about the people you're meant to be

> providing a service to, but all about ticking your

> boxes, and showing that you done an assessment and

> used the appropriate criteria to do as little as

> possible to actually make someone's life better.

>




Hear Hear Keef, I work with the 'omeless and it used to be a dynamic, problem solving type job where you worked with your wits and with boundless energy to keep a young person alive and safe. Now it's all form filling, statistic returns and filling out action plans instead of actually doing the bloody work. The creativity is being blead out of the work. It's a real shame.


My most boring job was as a credit controller / statistical analyser for a massive insurance company (Zurich Insurance). There were only 2 days a month where I had any work to do, the rest of the time I used to play chess against a 1992 model IBM PC. Dull as arse! Luckily I got sacked and moved to London to be unemployed in Peckham - a much better career option.

I spent about six weeks photocopying seven hours a day. I loved it! I was about 16 and was my first real job in an office. The thought that I was making my own money thrilled me. Probably completely OD'd on ozone, but it meant I had lots of spends in the sixth-form. Nero

Worst job ever: Selling life insurance. All that endless cold calling and persistent persuasion in order to earn a pathetic commission nearly drove me insane. When Richard Branson kicked me off his barge I decided it was time to try something else.


Most rewarding: Working at a funfair on the Bumper Cars during the school holidays. Endless totty!

Taking beautiful photographs of crap souvenirs for a small London museum, only to be paid practically nothing and to have my abilities and general common sense questioned several times a day:


"of course I'll make sure the handle of the Diana memorial mug is in shot, not only because it's a mug, but if it wasn't in shot you couldn't see the bloody design on it, could you?!"


oh, and it was in an unheated basement office surrounded by building works. The ceiling was so thin that you could hear every tourist's step in the museum shop above, and the repetative classical muzak between the drilling. The dust wasn't exactly great for my camera either, but I needed the money.

Re: What is the least rewarding/most boring job you've had new

Posted by: char1ie Today, 03:13PM



Mr Wimpy. Kingston. 1988. Scaring small children on the street. Beaten up by teenagers in a Wimpy kids party. Horrible.



Charlie

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Wow - I lived in Kingston and was 8 then. Must have been one of those kids as I remember my Mum taking me. >:D<

P.S I was probably one of the ones you scared, I would never have beaten you up. ;-)

Ladygooner Wrote:

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> The smelliest job I had was on a saturday morning

> whilst still at school working for a

> laundry.........I was in charge of pressing old

> men's long johns which had a variety of stains on

> them!


Way too much info here Ladygooner!!!!!!!!

Smoked salmon factory in Scotland. Had to plunge hands into raw disinfectant which produced instant rash; slice frozen smoked salmon to produce ultra thin slices which produced frostbite; work in complete silence - sacked after two weeks for being too jovial.


Only plus side was that we could take home the dark trimmings which punters would not buy, but they produced the best pate.

I worked as an unlicenced mini-cab driver, with a load of insane mini-cab drivers, which was a larf.


My least favourite job tho was when I had to assemble plugs - totally boring and the little screwdiver used to slip off the little screws, cos I was always day dreaming, and dig into my fingers.

Chicken transporting at a battery chicken farm. Grab three young chickens in each hand, pull them out of the cage - take them to be injected against fowl-pest (I will never get fowl pest myself as I was innoculated on a number of occasions)and then stuff them in a crate for transport to the laying sheds where the process was reversed.


Fun.

I've obviouly been bloody lucky because I've never had a "worst job".


Difficult jobs, challenging jobs, jobs where the salary didn't match the workload but every single job from initial paper round, thru' potato delivery, shop assistant (I was the only one with good enough mental arithmetic to calculate floor areas for fitted carpets), to junior officer in RN, to senior officer RN, to NHS manager, healthcare manager, "consultant (aka out of work) and general manager have been, mostly, fun and rewarding - certainly not boring or unrewarding.

Aparently (and so I have been told by friends at stables) the worst job in the world (and this is not made up) has to go to:


Horse Willy Washer :-S (the foreskin can get infected and cause the death of the animal after studding has taken place)


I have to say, he/she is someone who's hand I wouldn't like to shake at a dinner party... ::o

A very long time ago I worked in a ?heath food? factory called natures best.


In the morning, I counted tablets ? vitamin supplements into their requisite packaging, and in the afternoon, proving that variety really is the spice?.I weighted powder.


It was a temp job, supposed to be for a week, but I?m afraid I didn?t have the will to return for a second day.


A truly soul destroying experience.


geh

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