Honestly I can’t really think of any “worst” job. For most of my life, just having a job at all has been a prize in itself.
I used to make fiberglass truck caps and lids which means being cut up and itchy a lot but it was still solid work.
Either can I. Have spent my whole life around cattle, ranching, & the outdoors. My body has definitely paid a price (especially my hands)...but I wouldn't change it for anything.
>>>Honestly I can’t really think of any “worst” job. For most of my life, just having a job at all has been a prize in itself.>>>
Absolutely. Agree 100%. Work itself is noble. Even Martin Luther King, in his great “Streetsweeper speech” said, in so many words, “If it is your lot in life to be streetsweeper, sweep the streets like Rafael painted, sweep the streets like Michaelangelo sculpted, sweep the streets like Shakespeare wrote, sweep the streets so that all the hosts of heaven above will proclaim.....here lies the greatest street sweeper whoever lived.”
These narcissists down in New York, these Hairy Children are as far away from that message as one can get.