mine was during college one summer when I was a janitor at a municipal swimming pool complex.  It was my first realization that hygiene really is important as the crap (literally) I found cleaning up around that place was enough to make me one with my gag reflex.

I had the glamorous detail of pumping out the port-a-potties, to say the least it was a Shi$$y job.

I was 16, cleaning school buses with a power hose, in 100+ degree heat

That was right after getting out of college, as we were in recession at that time. But I made a contact at that job, who gave me phone number of a recruiting agency. He told me, there are no jobs there, but you are free to call. He was wrong..LOL..I got my first full time gig with benefits from that agency, which was a stepping stone to future employment...

scrub the big trash cans even if it was February, or pots & pans man, scrubbing down a never-ending train of huge pots & pans & just when you'd spent 4 hours scrubbing them. the evening meal pots & pans started showing up.  Outside the Army, when I left the Army (involuntarily--they were cutting back post-Vietnam) I worked for about a month for a roofing company.  Hardest job I ever had physically.  They did flat built-up roofs, insulation, black felt paper, hot asphalt topped by gravel.  Everything was hard, hot, heavy & dangerous.  Spent a lot of time lifting 60-lb tar paper rolls & 100-lb drums of asphalt.  Spent more than one afternoon shoveling old gravel.  And all the while the law required long pants, long sleeves, boots & gloves because of the danger from the 550 degree asphalt, & it was summer in DC.  And on top of it all, an added danger was that you could always fall off a roof!  And in 1972, I was earning a cool $ 3.25/hr., $ .25 extra because I was over 25 and could drive one of their trucks with no insurance problems.  I'll never forget coming off the beltway and getting on the brakes a bit too hard in an empty dump truck & getting sideways on the ramp, counter steered & saved it!   Made me appreciate my government indoor desk job an awful lot!!!

Worked 4 hours/week and felt I was there full time. (At 17.)

ain't that the truth, on many levels!

Posted By: CurlyW - Nats Fan

That was right after getting out of college, as we were in recession at that time. But I made a contact at that job, who gave me phone number of a recruiting agency. He told me, there are no jobs there, but you are free to call. He was wrong..LOL..I got my first full time gig with benefits from that agency, which was a stepping stone to future employment...  
   
 Never treat a job lightly, because you may never know where it may lead you....  
   
 Thanks to my employment..I can pay for pussy... No job; no pussy - at least for me..

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.... hated it mostly because pre-teen and teenage girls are the worst.  
It didn't help that at the time I wasn't more than 6 yrs older than the oldest child there.  
They tested my authority big time much more than anyone else (or some tried too hard to be friends with me and thought i'd be easier on them/or give special treatment becaue I wasn't all that much older than some of them).  
It was a summer thing/lasted almost 3 months but they tried to bring me on permanently (hell no).

Bringing chickens to be killed.

Hello DC,

But it was a humbling experience. I just graduated out of college with a degree in IT and here I'm thinking what the fuck I'm doing.. Was college even worth it.  I forgot to network when in college, despite a lot of people telling me to. I thought that I had decent grades, and I shouldn't have problem getting a job..

Re: Bringing chickens to be killed.

Welcome Kate, from another transplant.  My family had a farm upstate too -- Orange County.  Dairy, though.  Far less opportunity for PTSD than what you dealt with (unless you were a cow being milked by me).  The cows were my friends and they would slaughter one and eat it when they needed meat.  

LOL....

When I was fresh out the service, I got a temp admin job...hooked up with this firm, been in the industry for 14 yrs...mid executive, now...I never thought that typing letters and reviewing time sheets would lead to a career lol, but I'm just now starting to hit my potential and utilize my degree

Posted By: CurlyW - Nats Fan

That was right after getting out of college, as we were in recession at that time. But I made a contact at that job, who gave me phone number of a recruiting agency. He told me, there are no jobs there, but you are free to call. He was wrong..LOL..I got my first full time gig with benefits from that agency, which was a stepping stone to future employment...  
   
 Never treat a job lightly, because you may never know where it may lead you....  
   
 Thanks to my employment..I can pay for pussy... No job; no pussy - at least for me..

-- Modified on 8/9/2013 9:08:40 PM

Being a f'in Pimp, bitches be all like "I don't wanna suck da cock", "Its too big, black list that guy, and while you are at it, black list yo-self" UGH the life dealing with Menstruating bitches. No Cash is worth it, which is why I now only deal Peanutbutter fudge 420 brownies. And now I am all like "what bitches?" (EOM)

...during college, I did a one-night thang to load chickens from a local chicken-coop into a truck to be shipped off.  Had to kneel down, into the chicken mess (that smelled of ammonia), in the dark, grab them by the legs, put them over my shoulder, get more, and then haul them out. All...night...long...

I threw away the clothes that I wore after I got back to the house that morning.  Needless to say I never went back.  And it took a verrrrry long time after that before I could eat chicken again...

Talk about working 16 hours consecutively  every day, then sleeping in a berth that you share with two other guys (8 hours each), shortage of water so no showers, inconsistent income, spending the entire week covered in fish slime, cutting bait, untangling line. All this plus putting up with a belligerent crew that was nice at first but after long hours, cramped quarters and hard work, tensions are high.  I would take less money (but way more consistent) to wash dishes or remove alligators from peoples pools anyday

Detasseling Sweet Corn

that and walking beans.     if you've ever done it.....  you know what I'm talking about.    I was 15 at the time.

When I lived in Miami years back I would sell pictures(like the kind you see on hotel walls or at a docs office) from door 2 door. Was such a pain. Also sold speakers at 1 point. It was just the whole door to door thing. A million no thanks gets really discouraging after a while. There were some killer Dali & Steadman prints but other than that they were just so blah.

Ive had my share but my worst job related experience was riding the METRO every day into DC for seven years. Rush hour both ways of course. I didnt realize how much I truly loathed the commute til I got fired. Almost made getting "laid off" it worth it..