Posted on 05/06/2010 12:18:50 PM PDT by JoeProBono
With summer right around the corner, now is the time to accept those job and internship offers you’ve been working on since September. For those of you slackers who enjoyed the spring but gave no thought to the summer, these are the top five jobs to avoid after arriving home.
5. Communications specialist for cutlery products (aka telemarketer)
Do you think you could deal with all the annoyed people on the other side of the phone as you try to sell a boatload of products made in a massive warehouse in China? Didn’t think so. The only upside is the fact that you can either work from home or in an air-conditioned office.
4. Zookeeper
If you want to know where all that food a hippo eats goes, you’ll find out while working at the zoo. Besides cleaning up bird poo, horse poo, giraffe poo and hippo poo, you have to deal with the fact that you’re in the hot sun with whiny kids, annoying parents and the ever-present stench of animals. But all the same — if you love dogs, what’s to say you wouldn’t feel bad after cleaning up Mr. Hippo’s big lunch?
3. Working at a T-shirt shop on the Jersey Shore
If this is your job, you might as well say “just my luck” and buy as much Ed Hardy gear as possible. Try to get a job that’s at least somewhat dignified instead of just something to pay your gym, tan and laundry bills. If not, you can at least spend it on that new 24-pack of hair gel or a tanning bed for your living room.
2. Fry cook
If you dread saying “May I take your order” this summer, avoid entering the fast-food industry. The “McJob” might start to take over your life. Whether you’re working at Burger King, Dairy Queen, McDonald’s or even Kimmel Food Court, keep in mind that the customer is always right. That hamburger did have a hair in it, no matter what you say.
1. Wal-Mart cashier
As Paris Hilton once said, “Wal-Mart … do they, like, make walls there?” But this is coming from a celebrity known for having an awesome “summer job” — doing nothing. Being a cashier for America’s largest publicly-owned corporation is rough. A full 70 percent of employees leave within their first year. This kind of work will make your think twice about starting your impressive resume late.
I wonder where the word poo came from.
Coming soon:
6. US President (if your name’s Obama)
I used to be clean-up at a butcher shop / meat distributor. Lots of blood, lots of sharp knives and machines, and lots of cleaning clogged, stinking grease-traps.
Besides some Marines I know who were in Iwo Jima or Fallujah, haven’t found anyone who can beat me with worst summer job!!
These are nothin’. Try pulling 8 inch springs 15ft all day in the hot sun with about 85% humidity. None of these can come close to the suckiness of washing dishes and busing tables. Getting soaking wet and leaving work at 3AM ain’t fun.
I had the toughtest summer job...kitchen boy/cook in a girls camp.
Oh and cleaning a meat market everyday knowing the health inspector will be there every next day kinda sux too.
How about wearing rain gear and a face shield while busting up car batteries with a sledge hammer to recover the lead?
I lasted a few days, went back to the car wash for $1.60 an hour (1968).
I think the author is being a bit of a snob.
None of these seem all that bad.
Accident investigator for 3 yrs..... professional you say?
Try spending 3 days a week in a swampy, misquito-infested scrap yard in the blazing sun, measuring and documenting totalled cars. My worst fear was a scorpion or needle in the seat when I photographed the interior. Did find tons of cool sunglasses though.
I had a summer job at a sewage treatment plant. And that one didn’t smell as bad as the summer job I had at a plastic molding factory. I’ll take the earthy smell of crap over the smell of burning plastic any time.
My daughters both worked as volunteers at the zoo. They loved it. It gave them some interesting memories and stories. It also gave them something more to put on their applications when it came time to apply for a paying job.
My brother had a job in a peach processing place. The smell of rotting fruit had him retching. He lasted one day.
I had a job proofreading the phone book, which wasn’t really too bad. But the premises were located above a fishing pole factory. The smell of the resin gave me miserable headaches. Lucky it was only part time.
Scouts Out! Cavalry Ho!
I picked up human remains for a funeral home for a summer. Kinda weird pulling the modified Caravan through a drive through and ordering Breakfast Jacks with 2 bodies in the back...
The nice black bags with zippers you see on TV are not what LA county used. The bodies were wrapped in sheets of clear plastic tire with rope. We kept sheets (washed infrequntly at best)in the back to cover them once we loaded them up.
Some of them started popping up in my dreams so I left a month before schol started. It paid better than flipping burgers but the burgers smelled better.
I drove the honey wagon as part of a job at a campground for a couple summers...
Yep, in my younger days I did a lot of dish washing to earn my spending money (there was no such thing as “allowance” in my family). Even as a freshman in college I went to work washing dishes in the school cafeteria. During that job I was given one of the best pieces of advice from a fellow dishwasher: “Never put a man down for what he does.”
I used to work with a guy who talked about a job he once had at the factory that made Milk Duds. Suffice to say I’ve never eaten a Milk Dud since.
Try hot tarring flat roofs in Miwaukee/Chicago during the summer, beer went down extremely well after work, also the burn on your back from the sun wasn’t nearly as painful as the burn on your face and neck from the tar.
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