cleaning the toilet. Thats discusting. (Hopefully it was flushed before hand)

Convenience store clerk. The hours, the safety issues and the teenagers begging for cigarettes got old quickly.

Styling a girls head covered with lice...yuck!

Being a caddy at the private country club. Hard physical work (carrying 1-2 bags for about 3-5 miles), time consumption (4-5 hrs for 1 round), not a set pay (anywhere from $15-80 a round), and taking orders from old, rich snobs. Oh ya...you have to wash people's BALLS. ;-)

Working in a day care once, a cute little girl ran up to me, gave my leg a nice big hug, wiped her snotty nose on my pants, and then ran off.

Okay, so this one time, shortly after high school and living in a trailer with some friends and completely jobless, we decide to score some quick cash with which to buy food by helping tear down rides at the fair ground. Bad idea. We worked all night lifting very heavy stuff and risking our necks getting up on tall stuff with no safety precautions whatsoever. The carnies were really creepy and shady, and were doing drugs. Also my friend Dan was sick from some undercooked potatoes, and we didn't get any breaks and we were very thirsty. Then we had to wait forever to get paid, and when we did, it was only $40 for working all night! After paying for gas and bottled water at the nearest convenience store, I had about $25 left. That was not a good night, let me tell you.

I worked in a nursing home for 7 years. I worked my way to the top. Started in housekeeping swishing toilets and moved up to CMA/CNA swishing butts. Not pretty. Don't get me wrong I loved the people, but I'd rather be doing what I do now with the animals....

My least favorite job to date was being an interviewer at a research facility. I was a glorified telemarketer. I would call complete strangers to ask surveys. I worked 6 hour shifts where I was allowed one 15 minute break. Workers were allowed to sit quietly behind their desk and continuously dial the phone. No drawing, talking to other workers, getting out from your desk, gum chewing. The only interesting constant was the cursing and name calling from the other end of the phone.

Lawn work

Hazardous Chemical manufacturing in a non-OSHA/OHSA bribed environment. I was working with reckless people, toxic chemicals, and horrible health conditions. Too many dangerous situations, violent accidents, and near death incidents. I was only 19 at that time, and I was exposed to everything from nitric acid, cyanide, and machinery in bad states of disrepair. I was ordered to run into a room that was experiencing a massive acid spill, it was raining nitric acid, by a boss that got his job because he sued the company for damages he incurred by sitting atop a barrel of highly flammable chemicals, lighting a cigarette, and blowing the doors off the proccessing room. He was a bitter man with a terribly scarred face, and would call me stupid because I would always screw up while he watched me work, standing there with his hands on his hips staring. After my buddy got fired becuase of an accident that wasn't his fault, and I wouldn't make a statment against him, they railroaded me into working in even more hazardous conditions. I got fed up and quit. One hell of a taste of the world of work. the cool part was taking sample to the lab and seeing the scientists in their lab coats, testing stuff with bunson burners and beakers. The elevator ride back down was like a trip to hell.

McDonalds. I hate food service

Working in a tobacco field in the summer. I had to sit on a board that was pulled by a tractor belching exhaust fumes in my face (in often 100 degree heat) . The board went between the towering rows of tobacco which held even more heat. While the tractor moved through the field I had to break off the three lowest leaves on each plant which promoted growth. I became downright intimate with those big green tobacco worms with the red spikes coming out of their heads. I made less than 20 dollars a day.

At 16 I worked for a local grocery store as the clean up boy in the meat department. Every day I had to go clean up the blood and grizzle and hose down the bandsaws, grinders, cutting tables and floors. I didn't eat meat for almost a year after working there.

I stood in one spot for ten hours a day putting medical supplies in boxes that they would ship out

Janitorial work, not good at that "lobby" stuff at McDonald's honestly because I just cannot physically do it. The one that I've really held and just cannot stand - selling Cutco knives.

Dishwashing is the worst job ever. Even though it was really easy it was just dirty and gross.

Testing faulty parachutes.

I was a loader on a M109A6 155mm howitzer. You are also responsible for clearing the breach block of "misfires", and 1 in every 100 rds. is a misfire, statistically. It's called a "cooker", because no one knows if it will go off or not, so they are cleared by the loader and the commander after everyone else has abandoned tank, and then you dispose of them by exploding them with a grenade. Real Adrenaline rush.

I was a carpet salesman. I didn't dislike the job but I couldn't live off the salary. It was a commission only salary. As calls came in you took "ups". Given the large staff, if you didn't get every bid or it was a small job, you just couldn't make any money. The ones who did make money had been there for years and had established clients. I did notice the owner's 18 year old daughter always had a job going. I don't think there's anything wrong with giving her jobs. But they claimed she took "ups" just like everyone else. There were a few coworkers who complained. I thought my employers were lying about it. That's what bothered me. I felt like she was their daughter and if they wanted to give her jobs then they could. Don't lie about it.

Cleaning toilets is actually not the worst thing I've done, but bartending at happy-hour to the same sad group of people every day tell the same complaining stories really stinks--you're a captive audience. It's like you're giving them retail therapy. Oh yeah--working with my mom and brother in a family business was also sheer hell.

The one I quit, twice, before my training was complete. It was for a Military credit service and just the standards we had to follow felt so disrespectful to the US Service Men & Women who owned the cards...I felt physically sick over it. So I left to go back to school, which most of you know. :)

Waitressing at a Waffle-house when I was 16. Guys woud come in and hit on you and even if you ncely declined they wuld stiff you. I once had my ENTIRE section filled by high-schoolers coming back from prom. They were so rude and sat about 9 people to a booth that only held 4! I was runnin like crazy for over 5 hours! I kept a big smile on my face and managed not to mess up a single order. When they finally cleared out I nearly broke into tears when I realized I had done all that for nothing, not even a penny. Waitressing is like begging for money...

Fast Food! If they could legally pay less, they would. It should pay at least double for the work and I stunk after my shift. I hope I never have to do that again! Anyone who wants to work in a restaurant should try to get in at an independent place NOT a chain or franchise

Telemarketing. Why I ever did that... WHEW!!! I don't have a problem with junk mail or junk e-mail. But telephone selling is something which should be made illegal.

Any job where you are exploited underpaid doing dangerous things exposed to danger dealing with sexism or discrimination doing menial tasks disgarded like tolilt paper think that's most of them... oh & for countries that don't have pension & medical insurance, if the job don't provide it, then you do really are being used.

A Coal miner is the worst I can come up with atm