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a plasterer mate of mine asked if i wanted a days work on Thursday........said i would but wish i never now.......   got to the job at 8am, a lovely old cottage in picturesque settings, it certainl

Worst job I ever had.   This one.

Just for you born,,,,lol    

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paulus, on 17 May 2014 - 5:29 PM, said:

 

RubyTex, on 17 May 2014 - 5:19 PM, said:

The majority of my jobs have been rubbish :laugh: I've been in call centres, factories, catering and they have all been absolute bollocks.

 

My current employment isn't my worst but it's up there. The repetitiveness, bullshit (stupid training modules, 'procedures' etc) and generally taking the whole thing far too seriously does my head in. Some managers walk about thinking they're the dogs bollocks, and business / area managers??? You'd think their shit didn't stink.

 

Arseholes.

all going well then :laugh::laugh::laugh:

 

 

Dandy lol

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Didn't mean to mate but it's some horrible shit an for £70

Ive just rang him up mate.......:laugh: hes assured me the company we did it for get it all checked before anyone starts working in there lol

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foresterj, on 17 May 2014 - 5:58 PM, said:

Ruby theres a rake o jobs on SGA Website bud

 

Will have a gander cheers

 

 

Ahh it's all grouse / deer.

 

Cheers anyway mate

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Any job I've had to do with building work lol ill hold my hands up I'm a lazy f****r and not one for manual work at all. Remember I was labouring for 30 quid a day digging a bloody trench in ground that was like concrete. Made to wait 5 weeks after the job was finished to get paid. Bloke still had money to pick up his coke though. Probably would of waited longer if I hadnt of had a few beers n called him to tell him his taking the piss. I'd much rather be behind a desk than out breaking my back. Throw in some tarts in the office and everything's sweet.

 

What about best job you've all had? I love working in the undertakers. All a great bunch of people to work with and down to earth. Believe it or not we have a laugh at work when not at a funeral. Suppose you have to or you'll just end up depressed and hating the job.

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Any job I've had to do with building work lol ill hold my hands up I'm a lazy f****r and not one for manual work at all. Remember I was labouring for 30 quid a day digging a bloody trench in ground that was like concrete. Made to wait 5 weeks after the job was finished to get paid. Bloke still had money to pick up his coke though. Probably would of waited longer if I hadnt of had a few beers n called him to tell him his taking the piss. I'd much rather be behind a desk than out breaking my back. Throw in some tarts in the office and everything's sweet.What about best job you've all had? I love working in the undertakers. All a great bunch of people to work with and down to earth. Believe it or not we have a laugh at work when not at a funeral. Suppose you have to or you'll just end up depressed and hating the job.

bet there is alot of "down to earth" people in that trade........:D
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I had a blow job once that wernt great :icon_eek::whistling::icon_redface:

 

There is no such thing as bad head :hmm:

There is..... Remember getting a Gammy of a lass and she started to use her teeth, she mistook my "aaaaaaaaah aaaaaah aaaaah's" as moans of pleasure and started going faster and faster, eventually had to drag her off by the f***ing hair. :laugh:

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Had a few shit jobs when I was younger. Fortunately I have the mind set to say f**k this!

 

Remember working for this flash f****r when I first left school. c**t had us making light pendants 8 hours a day! f***ing soul destroying stuff

 

He had a Mercedes and it was a big ash car park, swear it was like the f***ing Somme craters everywhere.

Well he decided I should get a bucket scoop out the water and fill them up with new ash.

Cause his merc was getting dirty.,

 

I didn't do iit lol and went home after giving him a mouthful of abuse lol

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a plasterer mate of mine asked if i wanted a days work on Thursday........said i would but wish i never now....... :icon_eek:

 

got to the job at 8am, a lovely old cottage in picturesque settings, it certainly never gave the impression that, in less than one hours time, it would be the scene of hell on earth......... :no:

 

quick fag and a brew and my mate passes me a pair of paper overalls and a couple of dust masks, chuck them on and up stairs we go, armed with a hammer and crow bar each!!!

 

we went in the master bedroom, sealed the door with masking tape, opened the little window and started dropping the ceilings.............neither of us where prepared for what happened next......... :shok:

 

after no more than 5 minutes i couldnt see my mate who was only 5 meters away from me, i couldnt breathe, was sweating like f**k and the dust just kept getting thicker and thicker as we ripped more down, untill we both had to get out.........quickly........ :laugh:

 

only problem was neither of us knew where the door was........ :laugh::laugh: i was crawling along the wall, eyes closed and gasping for air, just praying that the next time i reached my hand out i would feel the door handle and escape this god forsaken hell hole........im asking my mate "where are you" and hes climbing out the window on to the garage 4ft below......... :laugh:

 

finally i feel the door handle and pull at it, but all the plaster board and insulation foam has blocked it so it wont open properly but by now id gone past caring so i just ragged it, squeezed through the gap and collapsed on the landing......... :laugh:

 

after getting my breath back i ran downstairs and there's 6 people on the drive asking whats going on......i look up to my mate on the garage roof and he looks like one of the minstrels in a forensic suit........ :laugh: even worse was the house looks like its on fire with clouds of dust coming out from the window and every gap in the eaves........ :laugh:

 

i looked in a mirror and nearly fainted when i seen a black man looking back at me...... :laugh: the people on the driveway were asking if we wanted an ambulance ffs...... :D:D

 

we got our breathe back and hosed each others heads down and after 25 mins we went back in the cottage and it got worse....... :icon_eek: the landing, stairway and entrance hall where just completely covered in thick black dust.......family pictures where ruined......my mates screwing!!!!

 

we entered the room we were working on and to our horror we seen we had only managed to get half of it down....... :censored:

 

i couldnt leave my pal in the shit but told him we need another plan lol and fair play to him he went to screwfix and brought a decent mask with respirator, went in the attic and smashed it all through with his feet......... :toast:

 

we still had to get it all in the skip tho and all in buckets down the stairs and for 4 hours we were up and down them carrying buckets of itchy, dusty SHITE!!!!!

 

i got home, straight in the shower and the thick black water going down the plughole told its own story.........i had to wash my eyes with eyewash three times, blow my nose about a million and have never coughed so much in my life since!!!! all for £70.......... :laugh::laugh:

 

never again........... :rtfm::no::D

 

defo the worst day at work in my life!!!!! whats yours????

 

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Thats heaven compared to some of the jobs I've done ya daft knunt! :laugh: That was all in a days work regularly when we were refurbishing some of the really old houses in Tenby and getting the lathe and plaster off! :D

 

Worst job I had was probably digging about 15 - 20 tons of rab out from under a split level house to make a basement. It all had to go by builders bucket up a ladder through a 3 x 3 hatch, into a barrow then across a system of assorted haphazard planks that went 100 odd yards down the side of the house and into a skip. Would have been much easier going through the house but it was a posh place and they didnt want us too. The fecking planks resembled something off kickstart, that program where they used to have the kids on trails bikes and all that was on when I was a kid! Bloody rab was too loose for the kango to work properly and you made little headway with the pick. On top of all that it was the middle of summer and it was bloody sweltering. One of the lads working with me was an ex miner and he said he'd rather be back underground than working there! :laugh:

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