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    Real1
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    What is the worst job you had in Seattle?

    #717997

    Real1
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    Cactus restaurant… The worse!!!!

    #717998

    Irukandji
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    Gene Juarez Corporate Office. For an operation largely supported by women, they had no qualms shutting me out when I had been assaulted by a co-worker’s husband and filed a police report. Shame on them.

    #717999

    Zenguy
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    Sweeping a five and half acre parking lot with a push broom with a radio taped to the handle of the broom. YIKES!

    #718000

    redblack
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    working the graveyard shift (masonry construction) at what is now the qwest field exhibition center – in november.

    there’s nothing quite like dealing with insane homeless people who break into a closed and fenced construction site in the darkness, put themselves in danger, then get belligerent when you discover them and try move them along.

    then again, masonry construction itself is no picnic.

    #718001

    Cait
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    Ben and Jerry’s… It was my first job and my bosses were unimaginably terrible. It’s too bad because it’s an AWESOME company.

    #718002

    shihtzu
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    Safeway grocery bagger when I was 16.

    #718003

    Gina
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    Selling Girl Scout cookies. More of an internship since there was no pay involved.

    #718004

    maude
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    Temping for Kelly Service. I dusted light fixtures at Home Depot (tedious) and was harassed at Gai’s Bakery because I complained about their sexism.

    #718005

    F16CrewChief
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    The W Hotel. I was a bellhop over at Cavanaughs for a couple years before taking a job as a bellhop over at the W before they opened. After the W opened, they stuck me on graveyard’s because of my experience supposedly. It was about a month later I found out from friends that were bellhops at the Four Seasons that all the folks at the W’s front desk area were hired from modeling agencies. I guess I should of been flattered I was the only one not from a modeling agency. But at the same time, I felt slapped being that I was stuck on graveyard where nobody made any tips. It became really hard to support my family at that point. So I quit a month and half into it and joined the USAF to become an F16 Crew Chief. Best choice I ever made employment wise.

    #718006

    Sonoma
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    My first job in Seattle was in at a small office. It wasn’t bad for the first few years. And then the head of the company, a rather arrogant fellow, decided to have an affair with one of the account executives. Both parties were married. In fact, the boss’s nice, attractive wife worked at the same company, and his two very cool teenaged sons worked there in the summer. A horrible, sleazy soap opera ensued. “Awkward” would be an understatement. The company ended up going kaput.

    #718007

    Genesee Hill
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    Delivering the Seattle Times in Kirkland in the mid 60s. Horrible pay, plus, we had to collect the subscription payment every month from each customer, a whopping $2.25 a month.

    I well remember a particular Sunday Times, where the newspaper bragged it was their largest paper, EVER. 308 pages. Try lugging 40 of those for a couple of miles.

    I always delivered perfect service; I put the paper where the customer wanted it. At one house on my route, the customer had a metal newspaper tube (remember those?), marked The Seattle Times, next to his front door. But this particular customer did not want me to use that tube, he wanted the paper on his front doorstep. On this one particular cold, rainy, windy Sunday morning, I decided it best to put the paper in that tube, to protect the newspaper.

    Well, he did not see it on his front doorstep, so he called in a complaint (missed delivery), and I got demerits! There went my perfect record!

    Not Seattle, I guess, but as a teen living in Kirkland, I always said I was from Seattle, when asked!

    Sorry to bore you all!

    #718008

    Sonoma
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    Great stories, all! Definitely NOT boring. Looking forward to reading more.

    #718009

    Sue
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    When I first moved to Seattle in 2004 I was working in the legal department of a now-defunct bank. It was a legal assistant job, but instead of doing “real work” like I’d done as a legal assistant for the past 25 years in 2 other jobs, it was more clerical (and something they could’ve hired as an entry level position at 1/2 of what they were paying me) and I was now spending my days putting in numerical order those 3 hole punched dividers with number tabs on them, sharpening pencils for the board meeting books (and getting in trouble because I dared to put yellow pencils in the board books – apparently the execs only used black pencils), cleaning up conference rooms after meetings and other “fun” tasks. And they didn’t do busines casual, like my other 2 jobs, so I had to spend a lot of money on a whole new wardrobe and dress up so I could stand at the photocopier for an entire day. Nice people for the most part, but the job was so mind-numbingly dull and didn’t even pay well. It was a temporary job that they wanted me to take permanently and they couldn’t believe that after 8 weeks I actually left and got a job that was actually challenging.

    #718010

    rockhills
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    When I was in college, I used to temp over the summers in addition to my night job. My first assignment was at a distribution center. My job: to color a semi trailer full of shoe boxes with a black magic marker. Apparently they had been mis-labeled and we had to cross out everywhere it said, “genuine leather.” It may sound like easy money but it was absolutely mind-numbing.

    #718011

    jwws
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    Dissecting newborn (removed) foreskins for a tissue culture lab; beat that!

    #718012

    Genesee Hill
    Participant

    Ok, having it removed without anesthetic. Though, I guess that was not a “worst job”.

    But, I was jobbed!

    #718013

    JustSarah
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    Jwws, sorry to be contrary, but that sounds like respectable work, and I can think of all sorts of worse jobs — some of which were already mentioned in this thread. Some foreskin cells/tissue do go toward research… of course, some go to cosmetics companies to be put into overpriced skincare products, but still… :-)

    #718014

    DP
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    Some foreskin cells/tissue . . . go to cosmetics companies to be put into overpriced skincare products, but still… :-)

    WTF? Sarah, that has got to be weirdest thread-jack of all time.

    What has been read cannot be unread . . .

    #718015

    Blend
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    My worst job was not in Seattle, all my Seattle jobs were pretty good..except one was a bit lame. Working at a Breast Pump rental place cleaning breast pumps for hours in the owners cold garage by myself.

    And the one that was not in Seattle was when I worked at Chuckie Cheeze and had to dress up as a big rat. The suit was on the verge of falling off and the kids pulled on my tail. Also, one time when a birthday party wasn’t ready I had to wait in the walk in fridge forever cause the suit was so hot…sitting on a beer keg wishing I had a tap.

    #718016

    JustSarah
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    What can I say, DP? I was taking a brief break from my studies (dream analysis… ooh!) and was excited to find an opportunity to apply my knowledge of infant foreskins. Is that strange?

    #718017

    AdmiralJaneway
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    I worked at the Pike Place Market at one of the produce stalls. Two brothers ran the business. One was a real S.O.B. I left after three weeks. Whenever I complain about work, I think back to that job for some perspective.

    #718018

    HunterG
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    An engineering company doing marketing. My boss was reverse homophobic. I am convinced my job load was cut to noting so I could be “laid of”. So she could hire another gay person, which she did. Not that it maters, but, BIG BUT, this person DID THE SAME EXACT THINGI DID.

    #718019

    acemotel
    Participant

    Early ’70s: Sitting by myself in a very cold room all night long, in an office building on Ravenna Blvd, changing backup tapes on a humongous mainframe every hour or so.

    #718020

    Zenguy
    Participant

    Y’all (remember I am in Texas now) reminded me of one of my first jobs, I was 15 and forged my birth certificate with my Mother’s help believe it or not.

    I got a job working at the KFC on 35th and Avalon. My third day they made me close by myself and I did not get done until around midnight. Needless to say my Mother was frantic. She didn’t think I could possibly still be at work but she drove by anyway. She made me quit the next day.

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