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Back On The Chain Gang
Okay, so I'm sitting here at work and feeling kind of bored. Sluggish, really, and in need of a power nap. "It's Monday..." I remind myself as I slowly go about performing my task. The job I have now is clerical and can get a bit teadious, however when I start to feel bored here, before I even allow myself to go down the "this job blows" path, I think about another job I've had which made Mondays suck even MORE than they naturally already do and I suddenly feel extremely appreciative for this job.
So I thought how I've had the "Worst Job Ever" converstation with other folks I've known and how it always illicits a laugh or two to hear about the trials and tribulations people have experienced while on the clock. Made me want to make a little list of the worst jobs I've ever had.
Working at the plant here in Salina where they make Red Barron pizzas. Its been here forever and if you know anyone from here, they have probably worked there too. My brother worked there for 14 years. He was a supervisor in one of the bakeries where they make the crusts. My best friend's 23 year old daughter currently works there and has for the past 4 plus years. Me? My tenure lasted all of 5 weeks. It was my 2nd shortest job ever (the shorted being 3 weeks spent at a part-time side gig I had in retail and that was during back-to-school season. two words: never again). Anyway, this plant is HUGE. It employs probably about 2,000 people and I think about 37 of them speak fluent English. The pizzas come down the conveyor belts usually at about 35 miles per hour... I was in packaging and it was my duty to grab the little yum-yums and throw them in boxes. Push the boxes on to the next person where they get put into even bigger boxes, sealed and sent on their ways to the adoring public. Sounds easy enough huh? Well the conveyor lines get stuck, sometimes clogged with cheese and the grossest, smellies toppings ever and then everything becomes one big multiethnic episode of I Love Lucy. However no one is stuffing these pizzas in their mouths.
Working in an insurance claim call center. That is the job that I remind myself of whenever I start to get bored at this one. Try coming to work on a Monday and sitting down at your station, only to find out that there are 400 calls queued up, just waiting for you to log into your phone/computer. The customers calling have been waiting most of the weekend to call this morning, thinking they'd get a jump start on things by calling first thing... And, of course, they find out that it ain't that simple and that NOW they will have to wait for a half hour on hold. By the time I'd speak to them, they were usually "madder than a wet hen" (as my mom would say) and ready to cuss me out. And many times, they DID. Oh well... they were just venting right? The next call will be better..... (Ha.)
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