Torment Leaves Scars
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1. What's the worst job you've ever had?
2. What's your favorite job you've ever had?
3. How does your current job rank between them?
WORST: My worst job was working for an auto parts company, abbreviated AAP. Being a retail job, you'd expect it to be, well, a retail job. What you wouldn't expect is to have people leaning over counters to grab you, screaming at you, threatening to beat you up, follow you home, return after you get off work, or lift a shirt to display a gun at you, all over some wrong car parts, parts we didn't stock, or simply parts we didn't have in stock.
It got to the point that my entire life was affected by this job; everything from my marriage, hatred for people, and of course, my stress level, blood pressure, etc.
Eventually, I just walked out on that job, but not before I was promised a different job with the company 8 months prior. I decided I was never going to return after confronting the manager about the job I'd been promised (driving job) one day in our parking lot, while I was on my day off. He told me that I was needed behind the counter. As he told me this, one of our delivery trucks pulled into the parking lot, and a new face was behind the wheel. He hired someone else into the job that he promised me.
I left, and totally chimped out. I'm pretty sure it was a nervous breakdown, because I just couldn't control myself. I just totally FREAKED after I left. I was angry, upset, devastated, full of hatred for everyone, and just very "out of this world." I couldn't calm down for about 3 hours. I literally almost passed out.
After "coming to," I made the decision I was never going back to that job. This little voice in my head just told me that if I'd returned to that job for one more day, I was going to die. Everything just felt like, "heart attack."
Given that this manager just screwed me, I didn't even bother telling him I wasn't returning. I just simply didn't go to work. He called and called, and I never answered the phone. Given his actions, he should have known why I wasn't returning, especially after the discussion we had.
My wife wasn't supportive of the way I left, but I was adamant on screwing this guy over. She was supportive that I was no longer working that job. She even mentioned that she was scared that one day she was going to come home from work and find me lying in a pool of blood with a hole in my head, and a gun next to me. When your wife tells you something like that, you know you've made the right decision.
It's been over 2 years now, and I still feel that had I returned to that job, I wouldn't be here today, for one reason or another.
BEST: I've worked in 3 mail rooms during my life, and 2 of them were very pleasant. I'd worked at Chase Manhattan Bank for about two years in their mailroom back in the early 90s, and it was great. While the pay wasn't great, the people who worked there were awesome. We were all a big, happy family. Let's not forget to mention that we had the run of the building, too. There was never a dull moment.
I missed working in a mail room like that, and years later, I wound up in another one, back around 2003 or 2004, I wanna say. It was a party all over again. The boss didn't bug, my coworkers and I did our jobs, shared some laughs, and went home. No stress whatsoever. Unfortunately, that job came to an end when the company closed, otherwise, there's no doubt in my mind I'd probably still be working there. They paid well, treated their employees very well, and was just a cool place to work. I miss it.
CURRENT: I'd just started work for a sales and merchandising company last month, and I'm loving it. The downside is that it's part-time work. I really don't think this job has any negatives, aside from being part-time, and having to deal with the occasional grumpy store manager at the Food Lion.
These days, I make my own hours, and choose the jobs I want to do. That means, if I don't feel like working on Friday, I don't have to schedule my job for a Friday, or if I want an entire week off, I don't have to schedule anything for that week. All of the assignments have deadlines, but there's usually a span of about 3 weeks that I have to do them. Each job normally runs between 1-4 hours, and can be done at any time of the day, but sometimes jobs do come up which are 8 hours long, and it's usually a "reset." This is a team project, and the boss "encourages" accepting the job. Even if the job is supposed to take from 8-4, plan on pulling an 11 hour day.
So, I make my own hours, work the days I wanna work, and choose the work I wanna do. Not to mention, I don't have a boss up my arse, and no longer have to deal with ANY people, really. I'm doing what I want to do. I'm going to work, doing my job, and going home. Since I work alone 99% of the time, I can just focus on my own thing.
These days, I don't have a lot of stress in my life. My job is very relaxed, home life is relaxed, my blood pressure's down, etc. Aside from this being a part-time job, it's just...wonderful. This is exactly what I wanted out of a job, except for being part-time. I'm done working in call-centers, doing customer service, retail, etc. All I wanted was a job "staring at a wall and feeding paper through a machine," and this is about as close to that as I could get, plus the other obvious benefits.
A bad day at work for me is when I can't find products on a shelf. Not bad, huh...
2. What's your favorite job you've ever had?
3. How does your current job rank between them?
WORST: My worst job was working for an auto parts company, abbreviated AAP. Being a retail job, you'd expect it to be, well, a retail job. What you wouldn't expect is to have people leaning over counters to grab you, screaming at you, threatening to beat you up, follow you home, return after you get off work, or lift a shirt to display a gun at you, all over some wrong car parts, parts we didn't stock, or simply parts we didn't have in stock.
It got to the point that my entire life was affected by this job; everything from my marriage, hatred for people, and of course, my stress level, blood pressure, etc.
Eventually, I just walked out on that job, but not before I was promised a different job with the company 8 months prior. I decided I was never going to return after confronting the manager about the job I'd been promised (driving job) one day in our parking lot, while I was on my day off. He told me that I was needed behind the counter. As he told me this, one of our delivery trucks pulled into the parking lot, and a new face was behind the wheel. He hired someone else into the job that he promised me.
I left, and totally chimped out. I'm pretty sure it was a nervous breakdown, because I just couldn't control myself. I just totally FREAKED after I left. I was angry, upset, devastated, full of hatred for everyone, and just very "out of this world." I couldn't calm down for about 3 hours. I literally almost passed out.
After "coming to," I made the decision I was never going back to that job. This little voice in my head just told me that if I'd returned to that job for one more day, I was going to die. Everything just felt like, "heart attack."
Given that this manager just screwed me, I didn't even bother telling him I wasn't returning. I just simply didn't go to work. He called and called, and I never answered the phone. Given his actions, he should have known why I wasn't returning, especially after the discussion we had.
My wife wasn't supportive of the way I left, but I was adamant on screwing this guy over. She was supportive that I was no longer working that job. She even mentioned that she was scared that one day she was going to come home from work and find me lying in a pool of blood with a hole in my head, and a gun next to me. When your wife tells you something like that, you know you've made the right decision.
It's been over 2 years now, and I still feel that had I returned to that job, I wouldn't be here today, for one reason or another.
BEST: I've worked in 3 mail rooms during my life, and 2 of them were very pleasant. I'd worked at Chase Manhattan Bank for about two years in their mailroom back in the early 90s, and it was great. While the pay wasn't great, the people who worked there were awesome. We were all a big, happy family. Let's not forget to mention that we had the run of the building, too. There was never a dull moment.
I missed working in a mail room like that, and years later, I wound up in another one, back around 2003 or 2004, I wanna say. It was a party all over again. The boss didn't bug, my coworkers and I did our jobs, shared some laughs, and went home. No stress whatsoever. Unfortunately, that job came to an end when the company closed, otherwise, there's no doubt in my mind I'd probably still be working there. They paid well, treated their employees very well, and was just a cool place to work. I miss it.
CURRENT: I'd just started work for a sales and merchandising company last month, and I'm loving it. The downside is that it's part-time work. I really don't think this job has any negatives, aside from being part-time, and having to deal with the occasional grumpy store manager at the Food Lion.
These days, I make my own hours, and choose the jobs I want to do. That means, if I don't feel like working on Friday, I don't have to schedule my job for a Friday, or if I want an entire week off, I don't have to schedule anything for that week. All of the assignments have deadlines, but there's usually a span of about 3 weeks that I have to do them. Each job normally runs between 1-4 hours, and can be done at any time of the day, but sometimes jobs do come up which are 8 hours long, and it's usually a "reset." This is a team project, and the boss "encourages" accepting the job. Even if the job is supposed to take from 8-4, plan on pulling an 11 hour day.
So, I make my own hours, work the days I wanna work, and choose the work I wanna do. Not to mention, I don't have a boss up my arse, and no longer have to deal with ANY people, really. I'm doing what I want to do. I'm going to work, doing my job, and going home. Since I work alone 99% of the time, I can just focus on my own thing.
These days, I don't have a lot of stress in my life. My job is very relaxed, home life is relaxed, my blood pressure's down, etc. Aside from this being a part-time job, it's just...wonderful. This is exactly what I wanted out of a job, except for being part-time. I'm done working in call-centers, doing customer service, retail, etc. All I wanted was a job "staring at a wall and feeding paper through a machine," and this is about as close to that as I could get, plus the other obvious benefits.
A bad day at work for me is when I can't find products on a shelf. Not bad, huh...