What was your best ever job and your worst one in your life time ?

  1. LAURENS WRIGHT profile image50
    LAURENS WRIGHTposted 5 years ago

    What was your best ever job and your worst one in your life time ?

    Everyone has had some really good jobs and some that were the pits.  Some jobs were good but the boss was the evil one, while some jobs were bad and the boss was like a slice of heaven.  What kept you there or finally broke your spirit enough to leave ?

  2. BLACKANDGOLDJACK profile image83
    BLACKANDGOLDJACKposted 5 years ago

    Hey, this question brings back memories. My worst job was shoveling grain out of train box cars. The rats were big as cats. I was in the military for several years, and that had both good and bad aspects. I quite happily worked for a Fortune 500 company for many years until that ultimately soured due to a change in management. The problem wasn’t that “they” broke my spirit. They couldn’t, which caused a lot of tension. Finally I said forget this and moved on, although I gave up a big paycheck. I worked on locomotive diesel engines 2nd shift for G.E. for a couple years while I was going to college. When the engine was finished you had to lift it with a crane operated by a hand-held device and move it to a flatbed to be hauled away. That was fun. You had this huge engine weighing many tons swinging back and forth up in the air. My best job is right now. I’m the boss managing rental properties I own. If I want to go to my daughter’s soccer game on a weekend afternoon, that’s what I do.

  3. Angela Blair profile image82
    Angela Blairposted 5 years ago

    I can't say any job has ever broken my spirit as I'm too "snarky" for that but I've had both good and bad jobs during my working years. I've always loved the music business and am still in it although on a semi-retired basis. Probably the worst job I've ever experienced was owning/running a restaurant which catered to vacationers/fishermen. Fisherman start very early (like before daylight)  and if my experience is any gauge -- eat dinner very late -- at least if they're eating out. I not only nearly worked myself to death but was in a constant state of exhaustion. The restaurant was a successful venture -- at least monetarily -- but when I sold it I swore I'd never own another eating establishment. . . or a bar. . . or a dairy!