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LuvPeckham Wrote:

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> 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)

>


Not just after studding, but should be done regularly. Most horse owners do it themselves or get one of the stable hands to do it for a free ride (That's not supposed to sound as bad as it does).



Most boring for me was a two day temp job. A company had produced a pancake batter mix in a sachet, with a syrup sachet attached. The syrup fermented, so I had to separated the sachets, then empty the battermix into huge containers to go back to the factory. It was sticky from the syrup and dusty from the batter mix. There was no concern for hygiene at all and it was done in a very hot warehouse beside the Grand Union Canal in Brentford, which attracted loads of midges too.

The syrup smelled nice though :))

I worked in a supermarket dressed up as Santa Claus for about a month.

I had lots of fun eating their sweets and appearing suddenly behind them, they would always freak out and start crying.


And their ignorant parents kept telling them "why are you crying love? do you know who he is ? he is Santa , he is the one who brings you presents"


ha!

ignorants, I brought fear and trauma to their lives

and I ate all their sweets

I had a summer working a bar in a bowling club in Hove. Full of blazered gents who all drank whisky and had their preferences we were expected to memorise. George always drinks Famous Grouse and Charlie is a Teachers man, etc. They were all very pickled and when we ran out of a whisky we would refill the bottle from whatever we had in stock. Lordy it was a long summer.

I once worked at Coomber Electronics winding the power cable onto tape recorders. They made those really ugly heavy tape players you had in school language classes during the eighties. They deliberately made them heavy and ugly with no detachable parts so that the kids wouldn't nick them.


However as a result I grew a flap of skin from the first knuckle of my index finger where the cable dragged through as I wound it on.


I also worked in the paint shop of a car indicator lamp factory. Being unqualified I wasn 't allowed to touch the paint machines, but I was allowed to put the hot freshly painted reflector elements into large boxes. So I did, around 1,500 hundred a day, one at a time, for three months.


Since it was the eighties I had only one tape for my AIWA walkman. Simple Minds. I hate them.

I wonder if any Foxtons employees are reading this thread. They seem to have plenty of time on their hands. Every time I walk past, I see a handful of young thrusters gazing at video screens and stifling yawns. And who would want to be the barman at Foxtons? zzzzzzzzzz

Funeral directors.

Crap crap pay.

Very humbling work - and the customers thanked me so much afterwards for sorting out the funerals for their loved ones.

Left the job as self employed work took off, and did I mention the crap pay?


Also once worked for a solicitors, pay great, but the egos and hypocrisy and sheer nastiness of the people I worked for meant I left after 3 months.

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