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February 20, 2011 at 5:55 pm #718021
redblackParticipantack, zenguy. you just made me remember cleaning an entire dairy queen kitchen: pulling out the fryers and the grill, then mopping everything with chemicals that would probably stop cancer – you know, before they eventually caused it.
cleaning the walk-in cooler was fun, too.
but that wasn’t in seattle, so it didn’t qualify anyway.
February 20, 2011 at 6:02 pm #718022
West Seattle Art AttackMemberDoes North Seattle (almost Lynnhood) count? I worked summers at a cemetery which had it’s share of strangeness. Worst assignment ever involved a clogged sewage trap for the funeral home. I had to open a pipe, drain the plumbing into a box, reach through the cloudy muck and pull all the tampons out that had been caught in a trap in the pipe. I wore gloves but it was not a pleasant job to say the least. . . . . .hardly worth the $5.00 per hour. Well dear readers, which is worse — foreskin tissue culture analyzer or funeral home tampon removal specialist?
February 20, 2011 at 6:07 pm #718023
redblackParticipantart attack: you win.
now i have to clean the puke out of my keyboardddddddddddffffffffffsssssssaaaaaa1111111
February 20, 2011 at 6:17 pm #718024
ensignmarvinMemberSelling hotdogs at SIR, husky stadium and seattle center for my girlfriends parents who had the concession stands for all at the time.
It was also the days where your uniform was a black skirt and white blouse. I don’t think I ate hotdogs again for a very long time.
February 20, 2011 at 7:34 pm #718025
dawsonctParticipantTrying to cook at Rock Salt, where I traded a bored, burned-out chef for one who couldn’t cook without a recipe.
Kind of like being in the Army all over again, taking orders from people who recognized their incompetence, and found a place where their lack of creativity and intelligence would be amply rewarded.
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Warning for anyone who is taken to RS for dinner (it WOULD be very appealing to a certain octogenarian Mid-Western diet), stick with the prime rib. It’s about the only thing there that hasn’t been frozen.
Always amazed me when, once or twice a week, someone would order the “fresh” oysters.
February 21, 2011 at 1:17 am #718026
miwsParticipantFebruary 21, 2011 at 1:53 am #718027
Genesee HillParticipantYou bet all, I guess it can get MUCH worse than I have experienced.
I guess one just has to view “Silence of the Lambs” to know how bad a job can be!
February 21, 2011 at 2:59 am #718028
SueParticipantWhile not in Seattle, the tampon story reminded me of a task that was not very fun (in an otherwise great job). I was working as a legal secretary for a single lawyer in NYC, but we shared a suite with 5 other lawyers (who had no secretaries). I was around 20 and everyone else was between 60 and 90 years old, so it fell to me to do a lot of tasks because I was “the young one.” One day we noticed this really awful smell in the conference room. Nobody could find anything, so they sent me to look for the cause. Turned out to be a dead rat behind the copier. None of the attorneys wanted to deal with it and were too cheap to hire someone, so it became my job. Here I am in a skirt and 4″ heels, squatting down behind a copier to scoop up dead rat with a stack of xerox paper, hoping to just pick it up. Except that it was stuck to the floor. When it finally broke free, it tore it open a bit … the smell … OMG. Let’s just say I won’t try that again anytime soon.
February 21, 2011 at 3:05 am #718029
Genesee HillParticipantFebruary 21, 2011 at 3:20 am #718030
inactiveMemberI am just coming in on this with the thought that maybe somebody should pop up a Warning in the title advising that no food be consumed whilst reading.
gak and double gak.
February 21, 2011 at 4:28 am #718031
curiouslyinquisitiveMemberMy contribution pales in comparison to soggy used tampons, foreskin trimings, and the smell of the insides of a dead rat that was left stuck to the floor for some undetermined length of time… back in 1990 when I moved back to seattle for the 3rd time…. I worked for a company that was subcontracted by UPS at boeing field from 03:30am to about 8am… we unloaded and loaded crates in and out of UPS airplanes. I had three jobs at the time to make ends meat… and it was no fun getting up in the dark wee hours and going to that job… there was no training to speak of…. they had me also signaling aircraft when they landed as to where to park… I had not a clue how to signal aircraft w/ the two red/orange flash lights in my hands… waving them in the air to signal the pilots of the aircrafts… was the extent of my formal training… these weren’t tiny planes… here is a summary of my on the job training:
CO-WORKER: here take these…
ME: what do I do w/ these
CO-WORKER: Raise your arms so the pilots can see you
ME: That’s all – just raise my arms?
C0-WORKER: yeah. just make an X with your arms when you want them to stop
ME: Stop? stop where?
CO-WORKER: just make them park the jet over there
ME: How do I make a 900,000 lb jet park over there?
C0-WORKER: you’ll be fine… and don’t forget to warn the pilots about other aircraft taking off and landing in their path…
ME: Wait…. how do I tell the pilot…
C0-WORKER: walked away with a smile and a wave…
I can say that no animals or pilots or other aircarft were harmed during my tenure… which lasted less than a month… I got a better job.
February 21, 2011 at 5:53 pm #718032
AimParticipantI worked for a company called N2H2 who was one of the first “net nanny” type of solutions provided at the server of various ISP’s — meaning AOL and the like were filtering certain content so it was not accessible to their clients.
My job was to look at “objectionable” sites, approximately 2/minute and flag them as to why they were objectionable. This wasn’t such a big deal with the porn (you get used to it) but the crime scene sites and hate sites and some of the incredibly gorey disgusting sites catering to absolute sociopaths were unbelievable. I’m not talking run of the mill crime scene photos – which are bad enough – but actual sites showing torture in progress, be it animal or human, and sites geared toward people like Jeffrey Dahmer. The pictures were real, and they were horrifying.
I lasted 3 days before the nightmares and daytime paranoia hit. The 4th day I called in the morning and quit. They never paid me for the 3 days of work.
February 21, 2011 at 7:09 pm #718033
PatrickKeymasterFor a week I had to show people in the Security Pacific collections dept how to use the computers they’d been issued. I got a cube situated between two collection agents who like to yell into the phone. One threatened debtors by saying he was coming over to their house RIGHT NOW! while the other questioned debtors’ manhood using the most vulgar language imaginable. In between shots of their hooting and hollering I had to teach. I lasted a week which the boss said was 3 days longer than anyone else.
February 21, 2011 at 7:34 pm #718034
ZenguyParticipant@ Patrick, one would think they would address the collectors but they were probably afraid.
I used to work with a woman named Wendy as collectors as well. This was back in the days of the Challenger explosion and smoking at ones desk. Wendy liked to get her own way and did not like anyone disagreeing with her…Wendy’s solution, swear at them and bang the phone on the desk. Wendy was a devout Christian.
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