What's the worse job you've ever had?

@bumface I got sent to Swansea to work for a while. Wasn't a good job at all - but there was a decent bloke called Phil living in the flat below me. Always friendly and said 'hello' when I shouted 'Alright Phil'. His reactions were a bit slow - always seemed like he thought I was speaking to someone else - but he replied eventually
 
Humourless tw@t. Colgates made a very funny post which you missed the point of (in your state of inebriated self-pity), and replied to him as if he was serious about a "bad situation" :rolleyes: :ROFLMAO:

You missed the joke because you would never spot the mis-use of worst vs worse, even when it is staring you in the face

You also went very quickly to the implied threat of violence because I corrected your crappy thread title. You are right about being a w@nker though
And I was right about you being a boring troll and you not being able to tell the difference between bumface and Steve. But I've got better things to do. I'm not going to argue with you. I'm not BoroFur. I think that you being so proud of getting him temporarily banned from here tells me everything that I need to know about you. You're not worth my time. I won't be responding to you again. Keep feeling like you're the brightest bloke in the room if that makes you feel better about yourself. It's been lovely talking to you. Enjoy your evening mate.
 
Now then bumface, late to this one mate

I've had many jobs leading up to my present job I started in April 1986 & although I've taken something positive from each job i've had I would say probably the worst for me was back in 1982, when I was 21
I worked as a water jetting operator for a company I think called Beacon, their depot was just off Diana bridge Thornaby, a similar company to Walton Mole

My 1st day at work was at a chemical plant at seal sands called Monsanto, later known as Ineos
My 1st job was to sit on a chair all day in the rain, with my foot on a peddle while a lad operated a high pressure water lance to clear blocked vessels, pipes etc it was tedious & could hours with little affect

We had to work till 8, if I didnt want to work over I had to make my way to my car at thornaby, when 8 came, 12 hours now, we were asked to stay till midnight, mind they were good enough to get us rations

We finished about half 10 then went home
This was how it was over a few months, leaving work at daft o clock getting home with little sleep then our mam coming in waking me up for a rush job, I was sat tired, fed up & thinking I wish I stuck in at school 😴🤔😞

It came to a head one warm afternoon, 6 months in to my job now, when I was then driving the heavy vehicles needed to operate the equipment

We got back to the depot to finish at 4 after a slog of a day & looking forward to the Boro v Brighton game (our relegation season) when the manager came out & said, right thetes a rush job, you take the vehicle to ICI Wilton, I told him I'm going to the match, his reply, here son, we dont work for the Boro, if you dont go you're sacked, I went to the Boro game, which we won 2-1 👍

Fortunately I didnt wait long for my next job, about 2 weeks later in fact & I loved it, a delivery driver for Hills the bakers, based at Cannon Park

Bit long winded Bumface but you did ask 👍
 
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And I was right about you being a boring troll and you not being able to tell the difference between bumface and Steve. But I've got better things to do. I'm not going to argue with you. I'm not BoroFur. I think that you being so proud of getting him temporarily banned from here tells me everything that I need to know about you. You're not worth my time. I won't be responding to you again. Keep feeling like you're the brightest bloke in the room if that makes you feel better about yourself. It's been lovely talking to you. Enjoy your evening mate.
Good reply mate 👌
 
Now then bumface, late to this one mate

I've had many jobs leading up to my present job I started in April 1986 & although I've taken something positive from each job i've had I would say probably the worst for me was back in 1982, when I was 21
I worked as a water jetting operator for a company I think called Beacon, their depot was just off Diana bridge Thornaby, a similar company to Walton Mole

My 1st day at work was at a chemical plant at seal sands called Monsanto, later known as Ineos
My 1st job was to sit on a chair all day in the rain, with my foot on a peddle while a lad operated a high pressure water lance to clear blocked vessels, pipes etc it was tedious & could hours with little affect

We had to work till 8, if I didnt want to work over I had to make my way to my car at thornaby, when 8 came, 12 hours now, we were asked to stay till midnight, mind they were good enough to get us rations

We finished about half 10 then went home
This was how it was over a few months, leaving work at daft o clock getting home with little sleep then our mam coming in waking me up for a rush job, I was sat tired, fed up & thinking I wish I stuck in at school 😴🤔😞

It came to a head one warm afternoon, 6 months in to my job now, when I was then driving the heavy vehicles needed to operate the equipment

We got back to the depot to finish at 4 after a slog of a day & looking forward to the Boro v Brighton game (our relegation season) when the manager came out & said, right thetes a rush job, you take the vehicle to ICI Wilton, I told him I'm going to the match, his reply, here son, we dont work for the Boro, if you dont go you're sacked, I went to the Boro game, which we won 2-1 👍

Fortunately I didnt wait long for my next job, about 2 weeks later in fact & I loved it, a delivery driver for Hills the bakers, based at Cannon Park

Bit long winded Bumface but you did ask 👍
You should have gone straight in to the ship lifting trade Erimus. You're really good at that. I never really had a plan when I was younger. I did all kinds of things back then before I found out what I really wanted to do. I envied my brother a bit when I was younger because he knew exactly what he wanted to do from an early age and he got the qualifications and did that for a long time. He's not doing that now though after his accident. And I'm not doing much these days either. I help out friends with work sometimes but I don't get paid for it. I don't really need money. And I don't really know where mine comes from. It's just there.

My Dad worked for ICI for years mate. You probably don't know him though. He retired on ill health a long time ago. He hated having to retire. He missed seeing his mates so he'd go over there with Indian food for the night shift and to play cards and have a laugh with them when he wasn't supposed to be there. Never play cards for money with my Dad Erimus. He cheats and he always wins.

Thanks for not being an @rse mate. Other posters on here could learn a lot from you.
 
And I was right about you being a boring troll and you not being able to tell the difference between bumface and Steve. But I've got better things to do. I'm not going to argue with you. I'm not BoroFur. I think that you being so proud of getting him temporarily banned from here tells me everything that I need to know about you. You're not worth my time. I won't be responding to you again. Keep feeling like you're the brightest bloke in the room if that makes you feel better about yourself. It's been lovely talking to you. Enjoy your evening mate.
Who got beat up by the lass, bumface or Steve? :sneaky:
 
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You should have gone straight in to the ship lifting trade Erimus. You're really good at that. I never really had a plan when I was younger. I did all kinds of things back then before I found out what I really wanted to do. I envied my brother a bit when I was younger because he knew exactly what he wanted to do from an early age and he got the qualifications and did that for a long time. He's not doing that now though after his accident. And I'm not doing much these days either. I help out friends with work sometimes but I don't get paid for it. I don't really need money. And I don't really know where mine comes from. It's just there.

My Dad worked for ICI for years mate. You probably don't know him though. He retired on ill health a long time ago. He hated having to retire. He missed seeing his mates so he'd go over there with Indian food for the night shift and to play cards and have a laugh with them when he wasn't supposed to be there. Never play cards for money with my Dad Erimus. He cheats and he always wins.

Thanks for not being an @rse mate. Other posters on here could learn a lot from you.
Cheers Bumface, you're a good un mate, one of the jesters of the board

I think I told this story before
When I was about 14, 15 years old I had no idea what I wanted to do career wise when I left school, but one tuesday evening all that changed
After tea, about 7, I said to my younger Boro mad brother, right Kev are you ready to go to the game, we lived West Lane, 15 mins from AP, just then our massive Boro supporting dad walked through the door, right lads are you both ready 😲
I said, I thought you were on 2x10, I got a flyer he said, wow I want to work in ICI if you get away for Boro games, the seeds were set
It took me till I was 25 to get in but I made it & I count my lucky stars every day since
 
Who got beat up by the lass, bumface or Steve? All very confusing this multiple personality disorder lark... :sneaky:
You don't know me at all mate. And you're not going to be able to wind me up. Nice of you to trivialise domestic violence. That tells me even more about you. What would you have expected me to do in that situation? Belt her one? I was brought up to believe that hitting a woman was the worst thing that you could ever do so I couldn't retaliate when she flew in to one of her jealous rages. All that I could do was disarm her and try to calm her down. Thanks for bringing those memories back mate. That was really kind of you. I said that I wasn't going to respond to you, so well done for making me do it one last time. Pat yourself on the back. You're a pretty competent troll.
 
You don't know me at all mate. And you're not going to be able to wind me up. Nice of you to trivialise domestic violence. That tells me even more about you. What would you have expected me to do in that situation? Belt her one? I was brought up to believe that hitting a woman was the worst thing that you could ever do so I couldn't retaliate when she flew in to one of her jealous rages. All that I could do was disarm her and try to calm her down. Thanks for bringing those memories back mate. That was really kind of you. I said that I wasn't going to respond to you, so well done for making me do it one last time. Pat yourself on the back. You're a pretty competent troll.
Not offering any advice but you don’t need to explain traumatic events that are obviously upsetting to reply to an obvious troll.
Sorry you had that experience and although I don’t know you from Adam I enjoy reading your posts and learning about your bumfaced people as they always bring a smile to my face ( not quite a laugh). 👍
 
Who got beat up by the lass, bumface or Steve? All very confusing this multiple personality disorder lark... :sneaky:
As if this turd has been trolling the soundest fella on the board for the past 24 hours. All because he wrote worse instead of worst.

The fact that his patter is absolutely lifting makes it much ‘worst’.

@fmttmadmin - might be worth having a word with this nugget.
 
It wasn't so much the job but the awful and humiliating experience that I had at the age of fifteen.

I started work as an apprentice butcher and after a few months at that shop, I was sent to another
of the owners shops to fill in for a while. I was thrilled to learn that I was soon to be going
to Kings Cross, the red light district of Sydney.
I had loved my first week there, the customers were nothing like the ones that I had served before.
Suddenly I had found myself to be serving all sorts of characters including go go dancers, strippers
prostitutes as well as many shady and flamboyant.

It became a regular daily occurrence that I was sent to the other side of the Cross to buy a lottery ticket
and within an hour or so, I would be sent to buy another one, again and again and again.
It did cross my mind why he didn't just send me to buy six at the one time ? but I didn't care, I was getting
out the shop and the streets were " eye candy" for a young lad.

I had no sooner taken off my knife kit and about to take off my blue and white striped butchers apron when
he would yell " haven't you gone yet, don't worry about taking that off, c'mon, hurry up, get going and don't be long"

As I walked, I was met with lovely smiles and waves followed by little girlie giggles as I passed by and I was in
wonderland. Many of these young women knew me by name now and I felt like Clark Gable and a future
" gods gift to women ".

One day when returning with a lottery ticket I felt something touch my bum. I was hoping that it would be one
of the girls but to my dismay, there was no one there. I walked a bit further and once again I got that feeling
that someone was touching me up, again, no one directly behind me or to my side.
I reached behind me and there in my hand attached to some joined together paper clips was a pigs tail that
had been hung over my apron strings.

I was fuming when I got back to the shop and the butchers burst out laughing as I entered the shop with my pigs
tail held aloft. How long has this been going on I demanded. " Whatdya reckon" was the eventual answer once
they had gained control of themselves. " Day one mate, Day one."

It was that very moment that I realised that I wasn't the Clark Gable or gods gift to women that I thought I was
or going to be. I was simply a total f**kwit and that I was destined to be going to be having to wait for a very, very
long time to have my first sexual encounter. 🤣
 
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Bumface, one of the top posters on the board, dont think he's ever bad mouthed anyone, certainly makes a joke of everything, including laughing at himself

If mispelling something, of which im good at, is the worse, worst, worsest thing to do on this board, then he's not doing to bad

Top, top poster who I'd happily share a beer with 👌👍
I appreciate the support mate. I don't know why BB is behaving like this with me all of a sudden. Probably the male menopause. And thanks for that too Heam44. You're a decent bloke and you laugh at my crap jokes sometimes. This thread was a bad idea. We should just let it die.
 
I appreciate the support mate. I don't know why BB is behaving like this with me all of a sudden. Probably the male menopause. And thanks for that too Heam44. You're a decent bloke and you laugh at my crap jokes sometimes. This thread was a bad idea. We should just let it die.
Not a bad idea, it shoes, see what I did there, what posters think of you mate
 
You don't know me at all mate. And you're not going to be able to wind me up. Nice of you to trivialise domestic violence. That tells me even more about you. What would you have expected me to do in that situation? Belt her one? I was brought up to believe that hitting a woman was the worst thing that you could ever do so I couldn't retaliate when she flew in to one of her jealous rages. All that I could do was disarm her and try to calm her down. Thanks for bringing those memories back mate. That was really kind of you. I said that I wasn't going to respond to you, so well done for making me do it one last time. Pat yourself on the back. You're a pretty competent troll.
I know you are an idiot who said you were never replying again, then fell at the first hurdle. You're not wound up but after a grandiose farewell speech in which you swore you wouldn't be responding to me again, you responded to my next post :ROFLMAO:

All this was over last night then you had to stir it back up this evening. I had tried to make light of it by directing you to Colgate's joke you'd missed. You instead opted for more self-pity and attempts to heap derision in my direction

Let's just draw a line under it. I accept it got out of hand. People argue on the internet all the time and sometimes say things they don't mean to get a reaction, as I have done a number of times on this thread
 
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Telephone call centre selling Sky TV warranty on boxes, remotes etc. Genuinely the most dishonest, toxic and unprofessional places I've ever seen. I was even encouraged to push customers who I felt were "there for the taking". I was there 3 days and never went back. I made one sale in those 3 days and after we had finished on the third day, I got told I needed to look at another member of the team for inspiration who looked like he'd sell his own Mother.

Funnily enough, I was out on Saturday and bumped into one of the lads who I worked there with. He didn't last much longer than me by the sound of it.
 
Garlands was pretty horrific, weekends were alright because most people thought we were shut so was really quiet.
Zero hours stocktaking was awful, enjoyed travelling and job was alright but just ran by a clown who only gave his mates the shifts 99% of the time.
Photographer in a nightclub flogging those daft keyrings of drunk d***heads, that was the worst ever - I lasted 2 hours before giving up.

All learning curves in life, and fell on my feet into a really good job now where i WFH alot, love it.
 
Working as an account manager for a financial services company in the sub prime credit market. 3 of the longest years of my life working in that racket. Even at the the height of the pandemic the company had the gall to claim they were "essential workers" so the office was allowed to open! The only solace I could find was that I worked at the Sunderland branch so the horrific products we sold were to Mackems! Every cloud........
 
I know you are an idiot who said you were never replying again, then fell at the first hurdle. You're not wound up but after a grandiose farewell speech in which you swore you wouldn't be responding to me again, you responded to my next post :ROFLMAO:

All this was over last night then you had to stir it back up this evening. I had tried to make light of it by directing you to Colgate's joke you'd missed. You instead opted for more self-pity and attempts to heap derision in my direction

Let's just draw a line under it. I accept it got out of hand. People argue on the internet all the time and sometimes say things they don't mean to get a reaction, as I have done a number of times on this thread


Why don’t you just f*ck off?



Grade A pr*ck is what you are. See all the posts on here calling you out
 
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