Being paid a pitance for packing eggs 10 hours a day 6 days a week, in a stinking German factory. During the 10 months I was there I had lung and throat infections at least every 2 months through breathing in finely powdered chicken sh1t day in day out, due to the cr@ppy ventilation there.
Couldnt eat eggs for years after that
Between terms at Uni, I had a holiday job helping to renovate a huge house for an A-list celebrity, who will remain anon. I was given the unenviable task of digging a trench for the electrical feed to the new swimming pool that was being built 100m from the house. Digging a trench 100m long, by 1m deep, not that difficult granted, except for the fact that to minimise the damage to an immaculate lawn, I was not allowed to make it more than 150mm wide (6")
So there I am, on my hands and knees, for a fortnight, digging for England, with a bloody COALSCUTTLE! As if that wasnt bad enough, it was a hot dry summer (remember those) and the spoil dried out, and kept finding its way back into the trench, AND, halfway across the lawn, I unearthed the skeleton of a HORSE, which had to be dug out before I could continue.
When I qualified as a nurse I was dumped on a nurse led elderly care discharge ward. All the patients had some kind of dementia and would do all manner of bizzare things. Spent a great deal of time dealing with wandering oldies and sorting out "toileting problems". It was sh1t (pun very much intended).
The point is, if it could have been a bit wider, I could have used a spade/shovel and actually got down into the trench rather than be bent double on hands and knees. I might have shifted twice as much material, but it would have been 1000% easier.
Ihad to stick labels and stack various plastic objects (trays, mop buckets, those things u stick you plates in to dry after you've washed up etc etc). Which was then sold at that fine retailer of fine homewares. Wilkinsons.
Spent a year one month monitoring a vacuum forming machine spitting out ketchup bottles...my job was to catch the ' rejects' and throw them back in for 'recycling '... the stench of hot polyethylene as the machine pumped this stuff into the moulds gave me headaches and dizzyness for hours afterwards...we wore little ' filters' over mouth and nose and paper hairnets and stupid paper suits with little booties so as not to ' contaminate the flow ' and for our protection ..sucked..
On summer vac at Uni - ended up with a gang of like minded skint folk weeding Home Park in Plymouth at 0630. There were all sorts of wierd and disgusting things to be found, animate and inanimate, at that time in the morning. Having done that we ended up weeding on the dual carriageway's sides. Pollution, filth and feckin' bindweed!
Not as crappy as some others on here but when I was younger, I used to go work a couple mornings in the week of summer hols with my mum who worked as a cleaner in a Catholic school up the road. The stuff these 'holy religious' kids used to do - shit-smeared mirrors, used tampons on the floor, etc - bogs looks like an average Watford nightclub do.
Anyway, one cleaner was this skinny old dear who used to enjoy one aspect of the job - chewing on the used stale gum stuffed under the desks by the kids Amazes me that she never caught nothing worse than a cold in all her time we knew of her.