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Well,,, where do I start,,, ALL MY LIFE I HAVE HAD THE SHITIEST JOBS FUCKING EVER,,,,I\'ve been Elbows deep in dead catfish, I cleaned shit from toilets at a golf course,watched groups of 10 kids at a summer camp for 3 weeks, currently I AM BELKIE the fucking bear at a local Department store, dancing and prancing for children who cry their heads off and parents who will probably sue for harassement,,, fuck life

The worst job I worked was as a door to door saleperson. Normally when you think of a door to door sales person you would think they would be selling something like gift items or body lotions and oils. Not me, the items I was selling were sets of kitchen knives. My job was to go door to door and present the knives to people showing them what the knives could do and how the were better than regular knives.

As an attractive woman I naturally began to think about what would happen if someone took a knife and started stabbing me or if someone tried to rape me. I only lasted a day at that job. After getting the door slammed in my face and seeing so many weirdos that first day I though it was only a matter of time before someone killed me. I was happy to turn in my knives the next day.

I am the creator of this site so obviously I want to tell my story to give you an idea of what your story should be like. My lame job was at a fast food restaurant when I was 16 years old. At that job I only worked 8 hours per week, and that was during the summer when I wasn't in school and did I mention I only made $4.25 per hour.

Aside from the crappy hours I had three stupid managers and weird co-workers. One manager was gay and used to hit on me, another manager thought he ruled the world, and another, Marie, that used to dig in her ear and scratch herself in between serving people's food. One of my co-workers was a 300 pound midget and another used to go to the restroom and take a dump every 15 minutes, and he was the person that made the sandwiches, I hope he washed his hands.

Marie was the head manager she had all these stupid rules. One rule was that we had to eat in the back on our breaks at this little table in the corner because we couldn't eat in the lobby. Another rule was that we couldn't ring up ourselves for our breaks someone else had to do. I remember one time Marie was the only person availible to ring me up when I went on my break. She scratched herself and dug in her ear just before she served me. Did I eat the food you ask? Yes, I was hungry!

Lucky for me I only worked their for 6 weeks. My story is bad but I know their is much worst so tell us about it today.

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