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  • Which job was too hard for u

    Mine was just last week, where I signed up to be a bike courier. I like to bike, so I figured I could make some money off of it. No brainer, right? I was all gung ho.
    Eh. Well it seems that you need the world's strongest legs to do it. I can handle most hills, but the town that I was working out of, let's call it Barlington, was full of steep hills that were almost vertical. No I am not kidding. Plus my bike isn't one of those really expensive ones, so it wore out my brakes like in 2 delivieries flat. And Barlington is built like Manhattan: skyscrapers everywhere. building on top and touching, people everywhere, cars everywhere. And I do mean EVERYWHERE. How I managed not to hit anything or anyone is a miracle. I couldn't bike a few feet without someone stupid driving or walking right in front of me.
    I admit I don't much much stamina, so I was panting after a 5 delivieries. Each delivery was like a mile to do. When I signed up, my boss asked me one question only during the interview: WHich days are you available.
    Looking back, it was a huge red flag but at the time I was glad not to be asked all those stupid questions and thought, great! Anyway, I said "I'm available Saturdays and Sundays, all day." I guess he took "all day" to mean all day and all night because he scheduled me for that. Well...ok, I thought, I'll give it a try! Let me tell you, daytime with all it's problems was a cakewalk compared to nighttime! In the dark, I couldn't tell where anything was. Everywhere I looked, I saw the same thing: Dark, movement that were the crowds and cars, dark, and more dark. There were streetlights, but instead of helping they made it worse by reflecting and blinding me. My bike doesn't have any lights because lights turned out to cost the same as my whole bike. I got lost and asked for directions and I got wrong ones. Plus I had to deal with all of daytime's problems: steep hills, etc.
    I asked if I could work daytime only, but my boss said NO. Well, gee. I guess that's that then.
    Oh yeah, and my bike nearly got stolen as well. Some theif took a hammer or something and smashed my lock and broke it. WHen I tried the combo, it wouldn't work. By sheer miracle, I managed to get it off the pole it was locked to. :/
    Which jobs have you all had that were not what you expected at all? So much that you had to quit eventually. Whether it was too hard, too dangerous or too weird. This one was too hard and too dangerous. :/ WOuld I take another bike courier position? Maybe, if it was daytime only. And that's an iffy maybe.
    Can't reason with the unreasonable.
    The only thing worse than not getting hired is getting hired.

  • #2
    Well, I was actually thinking about giving notice at my secretary job, but ended up not having to because I was laid off. (due to major financial issues the church was having) As for why I was thinking about leaving, the job was definitely getting to where it was NOT what I had been expecting.....just to list a few of the reasons:

    - my hours were very part-time, but my responsibilities/job duties were getting to where the position needed to be full-time. (picking up extra hours was NOT an option)

    - I often worked at the library the same day I was in the church office, so I'd have an hour between jobs....this was getting stressful.

    - Some of the church's personnel committee's policies were NOT practical.....like my being responsible for ordering office supplies, but not having access to/usage of the church's checking account or credit card, and I was also not really encouraged to use my own money/apply for reimbursement later.

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    • #3
      I went for an interview at a call center. They hired me in the spot as I had worked in another call center and my manager worked at this call center now. He was so happy to see me. Considering he fired me for not meeting my sales goals for 2 days in a row I was stunned. During my pertaining tour they showed me a "quiet room" off from he break area. It was dark and several people were "resting". Off from the "quiet room" was a room for crying. Literally there were 2 people in there crying. I walked past people I knew from old center. They were all so happy to see me but warned me they were never Allowed to ever hang up on a caller. Not if they were abussive, not if they were obviously masterbating, not if they were threatening you. Not even supervisors had the athority to disconnect the call. At that point I shook my tour guides hand and fled the building.

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      • #4
        I managed telemarketing for 4 days before I couldn't handle it anymore, I got horrible anxiety just waiting for people to pick up the phone. I would have been fired eventually--I didn't rebuttal. I thanked people for their time and let it go after they said no.

        But the job I was really bad at was serving. I'm a great multi-tasker. Except, apparently when I am serving. I forgot everything. I mixed up orders. I tried REALLY hard, and was really pleasant, but I was not good at it. I left after 2 months, when I STILL sucked at it.

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        • #5
          Quoth Aislin View Post
          I went for an interview at a call center. They hired me in the spot as I had worked in another call center and my manager worked at this call center now. He was so happy to see me. Considering he fired me for not meeting my sales goals for 2 days in a row I was stunned.
          I'll give him credit on this one - he obviously doesn't hold 'failure to meet arbitrary number' against people.

          Quoth Aislin View Post
          During my pertaining tour they showed me a "quiet room" off from he break area. It was dark and several people were "resting". Off from the "quiet room" was a room for crying. Literally there were 2 people in there crying. I walked past people I knew from old center. They were all so happy to see me but warned me they were never Allowed to ever hang up on a caller. Not if they were abussive, not if they were obviously masterbating, not if they were threatening you. Not even supervisors had the athority to disconnect the call. At that point I shook my tour guides hand and fled the building.
          Not being allowed to hang up is the worst possible call center policy. It trains idiots to abuse you.
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          • #6
            NOt that it was too hard, but just not at all suitable, or waht I had been looking for.

            My first job out of college. I wanted to go into publishing, so I was looking, and interviewing. Then a friend of my mom's told me about this one friend she had at an agency, who had this job, close to home. Ok fine, being young and dumb, i didnt' know any better. Interviewed, and then took it. UGH. It wasn't publishing at all. It was a company that put out a professional directory, that people had to pay to be in, and the job literally was typing on a typewriter (yes, that long ago) names and addresses on form letters. And filing things.

            No one was allowed to talk to anyone, no one had a phone on their desk (only the supervisors), you were not allowed to have any food or drink on your desk, and it was incredibly mind-numbing. just busy work. The worst though was each day they announced on the PA system "it is now 8 O'clock" if you weren't there by then, you were late. and NO ONE could leave until the end of day announcement "it is now 4 o'clock" I kid you not.

            I quite after 6 months, but had I had any more experience etc., i would have walked after a couple days. Imagine my surprise at my next job when I had my OWN phone. and access to office supplies, etc.

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            • #7
              Quoth mhkohne View Post
              Not being allowed to hang up is the worst possible call center policy. It trains idiots to abuse you.
              But "accidents" DO happen, right? (wink, wink)

              My terrible and not-so-terrible jobs were at a bank and a job accommodation non-profit, both because of bosses. The bank part was even more terrible because I wasn't a full-time employee; just a contractor from an agency working for a terrible client.

              My boss at the bank was so bad that I cried three times in a single day. I dreaded going to work because of her. She yelled at me and shouted in email (yes, all caps, too). It was the crying that was the last straw for me, and I gave my notice to the agency a full TWO MONTHS in advance. I was so happy to leave that place after just 7 months.

              When I worked for the job accommodation place, it was going from the fire back into the frying pan. So, not so bad; in fact, it was much better. I still cried and dreaded going to work, but not as frequently as I did when I worked for the bank. I still remember hearing my deaf coworker crying after a meeting with my boss (who was also deaf, by the way). I lasted a year or so over there.

              I was so glad that my last boss was so awesome! I worked for him for 4 great years before switching to freelance.
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              • #8
                I was working for a large company on a specific project, which was coming to an end.
                Boss suggested I move to another team, who were shorthanded.
                They visited client sites, and did measured surveys, using specific technical kit.

                I've done surveys with other tech kit, and they were happy to train me up on theirs.
                No problem.

                Then they showed me their kit.

                It was massive, and had to sit on a custom-built trailer.
                And pulled by a large van.
                Which they wanted me to drive.

                I don't have a driving licence - don't need it around here.
                They were happy to wait a few weeks till I passed my test...

                I flat out refused, no way was I, as an inexperienced driver, driving a large van and trailer (carrying fragile, heavy and expensive specialist equipment) across country.

                I joined another team.

                (Later I heard I was not the only one to refuse to join this team, so they asked a company that ran advanced driving skills courses to come in and give their team some tips - Said company insisted on visiting and seeing what sort of vehicle they needed to brief people on first.. Apparently the driving instructor had kittens on seeing the van, trailer and specialist kit, and was horrified that the team used anyone without an advanced driving qualification.)

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                • #9
                  (I'm not even going to mention the company that wanted me to head up a team doing local work, then set me up, on my own, in an office with no working phones or email or business cards or marketing budget or website, shouted at me for not bringing in work, and tried to send me to work in Romania. I only stayed in that company as long as it took to get another job. They do not feature on my CV.

                  Oh, they _had_ a website, but apparently my 'team' could not be on it "otherwise everyone would want to be on it".)

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                  • #10
                    I actually had a sort of job when I was 16. Answered an ad in the paper, went to the office for the interview - it turned out to be selling magazine subscriptions door-to-door. I was painfully shy, but I really wanted a job, so I gave it a try. It sucked. These two guys drove us (me and a couple other kids) all over town and around the suburbs, pushing these subscriptions. We had to work from a script, which I kept fumbling. It wasn't abusive, like those cases you hear about where the workers are taken out of state, kept in dorms and not allowed to call home, nothing like that. Just mind-numbingly boring and very, very difficult for a shy person. Plus the one other kid gave me his number and acted like he wanted to take me out sometime, and he turned out to be a pyscho.*

                    I worked a total of, I think, four days, then I got a massive head cold and considered it a gift from God - I called off and after a couple days told the boss I was quitting. Never got paid, either, but at that point I didn't care.


                    *Years later I saw his photo and name in the paper. He was convicted of rape and murder.
                    Last edited by MoonCat; 12-13-2014, 12:38 AM.
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                    • #11
                      Quoth MoonCat View Post
                      *Years later I saw his photo and name in the paper. He was convicted of rape and murder.
                      I worked a couple months at a call center during college. A few years later I read about the manager of the call center in the newspaper. She was convicted of killing her boyfriend.
                      A lion however, will only devour your corpse, whereas an SC is not sated until they have destroyed your soul. (Quote per infinitemonkies)

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                      • #12
                        I had a job in a doctor's office where my best friend (at the time) worked. It was just one doctor, my friend and an office manager. They needed someone else to do....well I'm not sure. The only thing I remember doing was insurance claims but not really sure what I was doing with them.

                        After 5 weeks working 3 days a week, my friend called me telling me I need to be more agressive with finding things to do. Uh, you know better than any one my past job experience and none of it was in a medical office. I was just doing whatever I was given. After that I went in the next day and told the doctor it wasn't going to work out. I don't feel too bad for up and quitting. The friendship ended for other reasons but this was certainly a big part of it.
                        I would have a nice day, but I have other things to do.

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                        • #13
                          My job from Hell was at an attorney's office. My best friend was working there but leaving for another job so she suggested I go for it because it was more money and better hours than the family owned convenience store I was managing.

                          First clue this was going to be bad: BFF tells me for the interview, wear a short tight skirt The office manager guy was a total perv but she said after I got the job I could wear suits of armor like all the other girls did.

                          Second clue: The office manager guy is a disbarred attorney who sold his practice to the attorney I would be working for.

                          Third clue : Attorney was a 'paper' attorney..advertised doing cheap divorces and bankruptcies in the papers. Just basic stuff, no custodies, alimony ect

                          Fourth clue: This is on me..I had no clue how to be a legal secretary..none what so ever, so what I was thinking, I had no clue

                          So, I waltz my cute little 20 yr old self in a short skirt and heels into the office, get hired, and start wearing granny skirts and turtle necks. Picked up on the work quicker than I thought, got along well with co workers (other than blurting out to a co worker that the man she was dating was in fact married..she didn't know). Have to have daily meetings with office manager and attorney on cases we had on our desks..office manager skeeved me out and the attorney would just sit and pick his fucking nose and wipe it on his desk the whole time

                          After about 6 months of this I realized attorney was a retard who was a puppet to the disbarred office manager and I was thinking "Nope, don't like this" One day, the attorney starts yelling at me about something I supposedly didn't do, so I grabbed the file, took it to him to show him my notes and when said task had been done (it was) and he just kept screaming (while playing pocket pool, another fun little trait he had) so I rolled my eyes and said "If you are unwilling to read the file, I will just wait for office manager to get back from lunch" And that was when I became a person who has it on their permanent file that I was fired for "rolling my eyes and getting sassy" He screamed at me to clean out my desk and get out, the other girls are staring open mouthed, and the office manager walks in to me walking out. He tried to stop me but I looked right at attorney and said "I can no longer work for someone who picks his nose, plays with his balls, and pretends to be an attorney when he is just a simple fucking moron"

                          He was disbarred a year later.

                          I saw the office manager when he came into my last job and he just started laughing when he saw me and said that was the funniest day he ever had in the office.

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                          • #14
                            I would have to say the inventory-taking job was the most difficult one for me. Not mentally, physically. It involved lots of ladder climbing and kneeling on hard floors (I have horrible knees) and peering into dark shelves to count product (I have worse eyesight). There was also one supervisor who was a sociopathic bully, to put it politely, and took great pleasure at "correcting" you at full volume in front of coworkers, store employees and customers. Finally, there were these incidents that led me to quit (a more detailed version of the story here).
                            Last edited by XCashier; 12-14-2014, 03:36 PM.
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                            • #15
                              The one I quit after just one day was doing telephone solicitations for a charity. We weren't allowed to say where we actually were calling from, and on most calls people would ask us where we actually physically were, and we'd have to tell them we weren't allowed to say, butanymoneyyougiveusstaysinyourstate (found out quick I had to hurry that in, and still half of them hung up before I got all the way thru it) and they'd end the call right there. Tell me how this is supposed to work out in the charity's favor? I learned there that I can't do cold calling solicitation. Put me on an incoming line, and I can sell the heck out of stuff.

                              The one that I had to give up due to mounting health issues relating to the job was truck driving. I loved the job! But 5 years of it caused my health to deteriorate to the point where continuing to do it wasn't safe for me or anyone else.
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