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long time ago, i was a dishwasher and i earned 4,60 euro an hour. i did it for almost a year. the day the kitchen chef told me that im doing a good job i quit |
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Calling companies in the packaging machine business - posing as a business man from the US who wants to build factories in Germany - in order to get information about their pricing strategies .. I got paid 30 euros/hour by a Bavarian company who wanted to exploit the infos .... its well paid, but I hate lying and couldn’t sleep at night and vowed to never lie again at a job Worst paid job probably teaching undergraduate courses at uni |
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fining old people for returning books late in a library, I wanted to let them off |
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a day at mcdonald a summer in metal mechanic factory a day in a call center a day breaking rubble |
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working as painter was also shit, i bought the sega saturn that way |
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the mechanical workshop was truly depressing, couldnt look my mother in the face while we were working |
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i mean you really have to believe in pieces of metal |
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My worst job has definitely been with Wikipedia. When I first signed on as an editor I thought I'd be able to spread truth to the world, but I soon found myself embroiled in conflict with the site's far right administrators. I've since made a lateral move into the position of editor at two much more reliable outfits: RationalWiki and the Marvel Cinematic Universe Wikia |
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I also have what might be called a "side hustle" at A Wiki of Ice and Fire |
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My very first job, which I took on my 16th birthday, was as a Dish Washer at a Berni Inn, a Berni Inn where both my mother and grandmother had worked. I really liked that job and worked there for about 3 years, Thrusday nights, Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings. It earned me about £40 a week which I spent on buying a bass guitar and records from the nearby "Our Price" shop. I even garnered the distinction "Employee of the Month" at one stage and, unlike Dadonck, did not take this as my cue to leave. My worst job ... I've done some grim jobs but having an unfashionable belief in the dignity of labour I've not resented them. I've worked in some offices with really shitty people, ... my most boring job was Gallery Guard, just pacing the rooms and endlessly telling people not to touch the fucking exhibits. As a contractor I have walked out of places that did my head in, if a job's ever been that bad I've walked. I did one day on one of those scam be-your-own-salesman things, where you walked round with a big bag full of shite (your own warehouse) selling it to people in pubs and launderettes etc. Didn't know people were so keen on washing lines. You don't see it anymore. The creepiest job I did was doing a contract for an "antiques firm", that turned out to be in the Earl's Court home of two utter fruits and their lithe Brazilian assistant. I managed to last the week without getting bummed, and then they didn't want to pay and I called him a "Dickensian freak". A story which makes Master Wilco laugh and has adopted the term into his own abusive lexicon. |
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More like the Wiki of Ass and Farts |
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My very first job, which I took on my 16th birthday, was a hand job, given to me at the same time by John Donahoe and Jeff Bezos out of fear of being banned from their 6 cent an hour structural violence fascist employment of me in mechanical turk. John Donahoe, the 9 foot tall pile of pig tumors with an MPR voice would often change shape like the movie the thing with weird inside out monster ribs opening apart and eyes peeking through the steemy sloppy innards filled with digested poor people, but always with a literal shit eating grin as camouflage for all the normals that were under his They Live obey mind control, and Jeff Bezos would pinch my nipples with his mechanical mechwarrior hand, saying he'd use his botnets to lower my social credit score if I didn't say self demeaning things while they jerked me to make more slave clones out of my dna, and stole my meager possessions from the apartment I was forced to rent from their company store. Every day John Donahoe would bring over kittens and force me to eat them, lowering my social credit score if I didn't say things like, "mm, that's a delicious kitten master, may I please have another". Jeff Bezos would measure my testicle diameter and rate it out of 5 stars with draconian punishment and secret police and algorithms enforcing it. They would take turns going diarrhea on my face, and I would have to say "thanks masters, that tastes even better than it smells" and if I didn't use enough italics they'd do things like preventing me from sleeping. If I sneezed or anything, they'd punish me. They'd make up lies about me and use their power to have all local newspapers publish it. To this day, I hate them both. They're guilty of crimes against humanity. Their wives and pets should divorce them, they should be forced to live in the bottom of a porta potty. They are what is at the bottom of a porta potty. |
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Janitor for this company. Up at 4:45, train at a quarter past five and started work at six. Cleaning, cleaning, cleaning (including a lot of toilets). Not the fave activity I’ve had. |
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Did you ever see John Donahoe or Jeff Bezos at the bottom of one of those toilets? It's too bad that they control the legal system as part of their full spectrum dominance so, for example, arson of their corporate demon headquarters would be considered a crime instead of self defense against their crime. In Doom II, Doomguy went around killing demons, he's a hero, like killdozer. See, killdozer knew the legal system was rigged and inverted, that's why he committed suicide after his heroic acts. If Doomguy saw ebay headquarters I think he'd look for the Icon of Sin. It's probably located in John Donahoe's forehead. |
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Yes! I saw Donahoe’s reflection at the bottom of a lavatory bowl once, and it spoke to me: “one day, the true one who we fear will tell you of this encounter. That day will signal ‘the five year countdown’ predicted where you where, where the true one resides, where the prophet resides.” As he began to fade he told me that “the prophet is not the true one, but the true one is the prophet”. I’m shaking. |
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i did oil changes for a 60 hour work-week and it was fucking gay. i guess the work itself wasn't that bad, it's just that everybody there was miserable and i wasn't going to let them bring me down. i quit on my birthday as a present to myself and then went out to a brazilian steakhouse in celebration because fuck that place. |
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earth messed it up pretty badly alright, i ve done some pretty tedious jobs, like connectorization (filling 1-3 thousand envelopes with 10-20 flyers/catalogues faxpapers each with a crew of 8 random students in usually one or two 9 hour work days), stocktaking (handscan each item in a general store. did that for three months starting at 6 in the morning and earned a tax free fortune as a student. didnt have any social life though going to bed in late afternoon), worst one though the most interesting was: dishwasher and desserts/entrees at the italian restaurant (most stressful job i ever did and the only one id never do again due to the insane working hours. i got like 150€ and lots of free food during that 3 months period.) if you feel like complaining about the prices on the menu at a regular place think about the people working 10+ hours from 10 to midnight with a noon break you cant do shit, meet nobody and having NO days off ever. |
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