My worst summer job was when I worked for Vaccum Cleaners company and the co-workers were seriously overcharged with enthusiasm and decided they'd cheer as many times as a sale happened. I did not feel comfortable doing this and to make matters worse, the manager says to go ahead and get up on top of the tables and dance around! I could not believe that was happening and the manager asked me why I was not participating in this new "ritual" or new way to acknowledge some one was getting a sale, and I said that I was not going to put myself out there and then get hurt in the process.
After that the manager says to me that if I did not like how he ran this business that I should leave! I said "FINE!" and I walked out that very day and never came back. I literally hated that job! Also I now know not to ever do telemarking work.
Size of shirt should be as large as you have. Thank you! Tee shirts are ALWAYS cool!
Penny Volling
This happened when I was a freshman in college and did not have any funds do to anything. So I thought I would pimp myself out and become a male prostitute and rake in the dough and have lots of wild sex, man, was I ever wrong. My only clients consisted of senile old bats and overweight wildebeasts. Some of the unmentionables that I was forced to do involved; food & sex together, dressing as a baby w/ a diaper on, eating dirty snatches that I had a tough time locating, and a trying to warm up a completely dried up cave for the last decade or so (if you know what I mean). The only thing that I made out of it was either a handful of changes or a whole bunch of half eaten foods. To this day, I still have trauma and my hand shakes uncontrollably and my unit shrivels and hides like a little button everytime I come close to a fat or an old lady. No psychiatric help could ever fix what I had to go through.
It was a mid summer's nightmare. a very little room with no air or windows. Millions of letters that needed to be put into envelopes and licked for eight hour a day. There's not enought water in the world to combat that much licking in the heat.
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O man...I had to work the worst summer job EVER!!!
My parents MADE me stay with my Aunt and Uncle in central california...no friends...no beaches... I lived 15 min from Malibu so no beaches during the summer was like sending me to prision.
So I had to go to my Aunt and Uncle ranch and forced to help them with their cattel business...why forced? Because that's what family does...help family...and if I didn't then my parents said I'd have to spend the ENTIRE summer their.
So what you say could be so bad??? How about tying rubberbands around the cattels private parts...and helping them brand cattel, and having to help inpregnate the cattle...much poop and pee water...o man...or me...a girl that gets her hair done every month and facials and manicures...This was the Worst JOB EVER...
my worst summer job was on a golf course cleaning up and preping the fields, can you belive I had to comb the sand make it look nice and neat dig trenches, and all kinds of hard labor. to add to that it starts at 4 am and on my forst day I forgot my ID so they sent me home and at this time I didn't drive so I had to walk home about 15 to 20 blocks. oh and by the way I didn't get paid cause it was court ordered community service so my pay went to pay the fine.......XL on the shirt please.
My worst job was a proofreader at the M&M factory... I had to remove all the W's
I almost went crazy, after a while i couldn't tell which way was up!!!