I'm sure glad I don't work there anymore......

Work's been a grind...thought maybe I'd remind myself how lucky I am by reviewing some of the bad jobs I've had in the past. If you've got a story to share (especially if it will make me laugh), I'd love to hear it. I think it's important to stick to jobs in the past...if the worst story you have is from the job you're currently doing, it may not be theraputic to tell it, and even if it makes me feel better about my job I'd feel better at your expense, which isn't nice.

I think my "worst job" story might be the summer I spent working as a general helper in a consulting engineering firm. Doesn't sound too bad, but I was assigned to a truck-weigh station, to record the weight of gravel being used on a new road construction. I sat at the weigh station in the middle of nowhere for somewhere upwards of twelve hours a day. There wasn't bathroom or a portapotty , not even a tree or shrub to hide behind. And trucks would come at uneven intervals, you could never predict when one might arrive. So for the first few weeks I tried dehydration...drinks before and after sunrise only. It was ok till the temperatures soared into the mid thirties and I started to feel a bit delusional. The only access to a bathroom was on the trucks themselves, hitch a ride back to the construction site, use the construction workers' bathroom. Of course the trucker would get right on his radio to announce that the weigh girl is taking a bathroom break, so much for privacy. Not the usual portapotty on the site - there were new houses being built and one of them had the plumbing installed but nobody had moved in. There was a second floor bathroom in one of the houses that was the site bathroom...no curtains mind you and no cleaners ever visited it. I'd tell myself that all those people working below are very unlikely to look up ...then take he dumptruck back to the weigh station. At my current job, I have only a short walk to a lovely clean bathroom! I feel better already.

Alberta trip 2008