Night shifts at McDonalds.
You would work at grill and everywhere else from 10pm to midnight and then clean all the facility from midnight to 5am to have it clean and crispy for the morning crew.
At 11 you start cleaning the deep fry station. Usually there are 3 or 5 or 7 Deep fry units. You clean one by one, while the others are still running and full of potatoes and what ever is in it in hot oil.
Bin is rinsed, oil is filtered, bin is cleaned by hand and then filled back with hot oil while it is still turned on. You have 15 minutes per bin. Once one is clean, you go to another one.
Offcourse you get your hand burned.
Grills are also cleaned while still hot.
And then you clean all the floors in the kitchen, and then the restaurant.
I have worked that way over a year, while also working a day job from 9-5.
Just saw this which must be up there (I'm lucky though, never really had a bad job).
party host at a kids indoor play centre. horrendous looking back especially as I was hungover with little sleep on most shifts
Hmmmmmmm. I'm not counting this one. Factories have their perks.
I spent about 8 years at a pizza factory (through college then a good while afterwards instead of arsing about with uni).
Crap work but decent pay, and factories are always packed with really naughty women. Haha. These days they are all polish and Romanian of course but 15 years ago I think i worked my way through half of the surrounding towns.
It helped that I was in the warehouse... better uniform, got to play with Tonka toys all day and of course women loved the Orange hard-hat ;)
Stinkiest job was collecting 30,000eggs a day at the age of 14-17.
Not my worst job exactly but true story, that I thought I would share:
I was still in school and 16 years old, working as a KP (dish washer), at a restaurant in the local town. After service, we would go down to the bar for a couple elephant beers and debrief, then I'd go back up to mop the floor which was my last job.....
Little did I know that when I renetered the kitchen I had the mother of all surprises. There was my boss, balls deep, pounding the living daylights out of my form tutor & maths teachers' wife!
Back to school on Monday, I couldn't look him in the face, poor bugger.
Back in the 70s....I worked as a trainee "plater".
it involved working with pot ash, cyanide, acid tanks etc etc.
I doubt, the same working practices, in use then, would be in any way "Health and Safety proof"! today.
Luckily, I only did if for a few months...I can still taste to this day...the "taste" of acid in my mouth....disgusting job!