I have had a few but I think the worst was at university, cleaning out chicken barns to make some extra cash.

A pizza Hut where there was no dine in. So much shady shit and osha violations

Teaching high school. Meetings for hours every night after school, an hour commute each way, weekends full of having to help with homecoming events, coach kids for free. If I was being paid by the hour it would be costing me to work for them.

So I switched to teaching college adjuct classes instead, despite the lower pay.

Factory work.. always factory work. The mundane, work production that never ends.. all to keep "producing" things that enevitibly end up in the ocean somehow. But hey, least we have tilapia.

Pitchforking 12,000 rotting chicken corpses onto a trailer in the very hot sun in shorts with the juice dripping on me

Roto Rooter, I had a hose blow pumping a septic tank out needless to say that was my last day.

There is nothing like worst jobs,it totally depends upon self interest.

I hated fast food in general. People don't seem 2 get how stressful it can be. But my all time most despised job was KFC, I understand there are gonna be things that maybe went a bit past hold time and you still serve it...maybe...but one manager I had there tried having me sell rotten chicken. It was turning kinda green, I knew he and I disagreed on what could be served already, so before he even came in for the day, I took it out 2 the dumpster and opened all the bags and tossed it. I figured if it wasn't in bags anymore there was no way he'd make me get it out...I was wrong, he told me 2 climb in and get it, said we couldn't afford 2 waste that much. This is all after I had told him when we did inventory that he was pulling out way 2 much chicken 2 thaw. Nope! Favorite jobs where landscaping (we dug 2000 ft of 6 to 8 ft deep trenches, that was fun!) And roofing

I sold guns at Cabela's. Big box retail, large amounts of paperwork, and I was doing hiring and discipline, but not firing. That was tough, especially with social anxiety and a different worldview than most others there.
7 years wasted on that.

Production office in a plastic thermoforming plant. They made clamshell cases and whatnot. There was a constant particle haze in the air and I went home every day with a terrible headache. The office had only just enough ventilation to make it not lethal, and there was a literal 15-degree temperature difference between one side and the other. They measured it. I was cold all the time anyway, and was stuck on the cold side and they refused to let me move to the warm side. So picture it--it's June in Illinois. I'm wearing layers, I have a space heater, I'm drinking hot tea, and I'm still blue with cold. I step out of the office and my glasses immediately fog up because it is literally 120 degrees on the production floor. Again, they measured it. To top it off, I'm in a constant somnolent daze because of undiagnosed narcolepsy, and I had to stay at that job for over a year because if I quit, the abuse at home would have gotten even worse. I was miserable.

One time I did some office help for a guy and for a while it was going okay until we had to do an audit of this one business. It was a company that sold remote controlled toys and me and a friend had to inventory thousands of meticulous parts. We were expected to do a job that would realistically take a couple of weeks but only in a few hours. So naturally we never finished and we were told that we weren't worth the five bucks an hour.

Last year, actually - doing my normal work.

I had to send them a letter of demand with a threat of a lawsuit to force them to pay me for the work I delivered back in late 2017. Still on-going. At least they are now drip-feeding me their payment - instead of simply delaying payment indefinitely.

I'm waiting for their debt to get to a certain amount and then I can take them to Small Claims Court. Only proof that someone owes someone else money is required in Small Claims Court. And I can represent myself in Small Claims Court. Legal advice is not required - although recommended, of course. And which I have access to - in case I really need it.

Making 40km of fairy lights using a manual press. I lasted one day.

On one job, for a charity called Gateway to a Cure, I signed on just after the local newspaper did a series, accusing the head of the organization of skimming off money for personal expenses.

It was an uphill; battle, but we did make some decent sales.

I went off to another job, but I followed the news story about Gateway. It seems like a conviction was nearing for the owner. So he got on the roof of Gateway's building with a .38 caliber revolver. The rest you can imagine.

Next, I was a telemarketer for The Pisa Group. Now, sit back and picture a business that sold newspaper subscriptions over the phone-- in the age of the internet That was hurdle #1.

Hurdle #2: As an example, we had to sell subscriptions for the Dallas Morning News. Let me repeat: the DALLAS morning news. What was the one place in Texas we couldn't call? You got it.

So there we all were. Toward last, the boss told us that we had to keep selling until they hung up.

The place itself was a hellhole, with water damaged ceiling tiles,and exposed wiring.

I was soon fired from that venue, and went on to become one of the top salesmen at Thumbs Up Telemarketing.

Months later, I read about Pisa Group's Alton, Illinois office. They closed the place down and skipped town. They didn't bother telling any of their employees that, so people showed up at work, to see a locked door and a small card in the window with the words "Office Closed until further notice."

And yet, they still came. I got a call from someone trying to sell me a St. Louis Post-Dispatch subscription. "Are you with The Pisa Group?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Why don't you ask your employer about the Alton office? They shut it down without telling their employees. Nice bunch of folks you're working for."

The response was a most satisfying *CLICK."

The best job? Thumbs Up Telemarketing. We took inbound calls for a mortgage payment plan from Citi Mortgage. We were treated like kings: they brought in dinner for us, gave us all sorts of bonuses, and generally treated us like rock stars.

Then one week people started calling in: their payment plans were being cancelled. The next week, we heard that Citi had cancelled that plan, and hadn't told us. Thumbs Up lost Citi as a client, and went into a slow death spiral.

Weeks later, I heard a speech from a Citi bigwig: he was bragging about eliminating 2000 jobs. And mine was one of them..

Industrial Relations Consultant in the disability accomodation industry, I gave it up, the employer was really trying to rip the staff and I don't play that way.

I once had a job in a lead mill . As you are breathing this crap in day , day out , regular blood tests were the norm . At the time , the company ' made' you drink lots of milk to combat the effects of the factory floor . Of course this was many years ago ...The worst duty was to scrape out the detritus from the large crucibles when they had cooled enough .

I used to work for a temp agency in the summers when I was in school. One day they sent me to a chicken farm. Spent the whole morning taking chickens out of cages, and putting them in small portable cages so they could be transported for slaughter. I think they knew it because they would fight me. After that I was relieved, until some guy handed me a shovel and sent me down stairs, right below the chicken cages. I spent the afternoon shoveling chicken crap. It had a strong ammonia smell and burned my eyes.

Right now I work for a temp agency and they send me regularly to a dump where I literally pick up garbage where they intentionally dump garbage.
One of Americas dirty jobs.

All of them. When humans moved from hunting/gathering to agriculture and to manufacturing, the fruits of their labors were no longer their own. The big monkeys began to take the fruits of labor for for their own.

I used to have a boss who was very racist - among her many charming habits, she'd order staff to follow black customers around the store "because they steal stuff" and tell us to go and get the air freshener if any Asian customers came in, then spray it right next to them "because they stink." If she was displeased with a member of staff, she'd make derogatory comments behind their back or even insult them right to their face. I used to go home upset pretty much every day in that job,

Worst job

I was a consultant in a firm called 'The Pricing people' for eight days only to compose a report on why their Helpdesk system was so feeble.
I have never met a group of sad people, always back stabbing each other and sucking up to the management The afortementioned having no experience at all in directing and instead in order to compensate for their lack of failure they micromanage (or try to) the people. Was so happy to get out of there.

Customer service at Verizon

Husband.

I've only had one job in my life for 2.5 years as of May 24th, 2018. I work at Wendy's and the job is easy, but I don't like all of my co-workers. I tolerate them. It has its ups and downs. There are a lot of fake, two-faced people there, assholes, unmedicaded crew/managers, etc...Yet they call me crazy. I gave up last year talking about anything intelligent with them. How am I crazy for being in shape and the skinniest worker there, the nicest co-worker, the most generous person, the one that shows up 15 minutes early every day, I don't call off unless I'm sick or mentally exhausted, (2x in almost one year of calling off the night before) I've never done a No-call/No-show, never had a write-up, and I always come in to do other's jobs when they call off at the last minute on my days off? (If my disability hours permit me to. Not this month though, 3 paychecks this months, so I can't work too much) I do have ADHD though. Sometimes I'll say something and state the logic behind my comment or descision, and at first they call me crazy, but then hear the logic behind it and then agree. Plus, I know all the holidays in the US and their meanings behind them all. They all know the Xian meanings. Sometimes I think they all have short-term memory loss. I can remember a lot of things that were said by them, when they forget what I said 1 day ago.

The worst job I ever had was at an oyster house in north florida. 18 hour days, stinky unsafe enviroment all for a whopping 75$ a day. It lasted 2 years. Maybe im a glutton for punishment.