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#1 Lee in Texas

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 06:29 PM

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But she'll never give up show business.
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#2 Zaphod_Beeblebrox

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 06:30 PM

That's not as bad as the person who rakes them out.

Edited by Zaphod_Beeblebrox, 17 May 2018 - 06:42 PM.

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#3 DuncanDad

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 06:39 PM

Recabling a rat infested animal hospital in Ellijay, GA.

We threw away my clothes every day before I came into the house. I had plastic trash bags seat covers for my truck.

They had pregnant/nursing women working in that filth.


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#4 BuxomBrewster

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 06:42 PM

My worst job, artificially inseminating a cow.
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Posted 17 May 2018 - 06:47 PM

My worst job, naturally inseminating a cow.
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#6 Buzz Buzzard

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 06:57 PM

My worst job was screening calls for home shopping network. There are some vile mean old bitties out there wanting to vent all over the television.
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#7 BeersBeers24/7

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 07:02 PM

Room service at a 5 star hotel in Telluride. I had to wear a bolo tie.
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#8 Sidney Porter

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 07:05 PM

My worst job was door to door collections for rent a center. 22k in 1993 so pay wasn't horrible, but drug dealers, strung out strippers, dead beats and repo from roach infested houses.
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Posted 17 May 2018 - 07:10 PM

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Scoring some tail.


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#10 SchwanzBrewer

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Posted 17 May 2018 - 07:20 PM

Mitigation Specialist (swamp cleaner)... clear swamps, ponds, and mitigation areas (overflow ponds) of invasive species (prim rose willow, brazilian pepper and such) in the summer of 1998 for $6.50/hr. Got to wear a 50lb chemical spray pack with 2-4D or round up that always spilled all over me daily. I got attacked by an alligator. I was stung by hornets while stuck waist high in muck. I worked with a guy that had 3 DUI's and was court ordered to never get a drivers license ever again since his last DUI in which he hit a pedestrian and severed the guys leg and was a recovering alcoholic heroin/crack/coke addict with hep C and about 10 teeth left in his mouth. And then there were the spiders that seemed to jump out from everywhere and scare the shit out of me.

 

I'll say this though, it gave me a lot of respect for education, or at least taught me that I could go a lot further by using my brain.


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Posted 18 May 2018 - 03:16 AM

Lemonade stand.  We couldn't use real lemons, so we dropped in some yellow cool-aid packs.  Ice would've cut into the profits, so it stayed warm and attractive to bees.  The same damned guy kept circling the block, stopping for refills.  Fortunately, we were using those conical paper cups that disintegrate after a minute of liquid exposure, so he had to buy a whole drink each time, but we all knew that wasn't the problem.  So we soaked a Pamper's NightyNight Drain The Swamp with the last of our warm lemonade and tossed it into his windshield.  Then we ran all the way home and laughed for hours.

 

Not hours, minutes.  He followed us.

 

It was quite the dilemma for me.  I could run away and involve my parents, or i could confront the man myself.  Problem was, being 4 years old, i was only brave when i had a canister of gasoline.  The 5 gallon was too heavy for me, and the 1 gallon container had that two-stroke oil mixed in.  I'm not a monster.  Fortunately, my cousin Damien also felt fortified in the presence of gasoline and helped me handle the 5 gallon.  

 

Pedophile attempts to set children on fire, but messes up and is found partially eaten in the trunk of car filled with soaked diapers.  It was a great headline.  Had to pay dad back for the gas, though, and that put us in the red.  I couldn't pay the employees and they turned on me.  So, i had a choice, i could go get dad or i could try to be brave...


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