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1.) My worst job was when I was 17 and working for a neighbor on his farm scraping old peeling paint off a barn that needed to be repainted with a hand held crescent moon paint scraping tool for 3 bucks an hr in 30 degree summer heat in Manitoba. 2.) Best vacation was in 2007 to Western Ukraine and found my long lost cousins decades removed still living on the same 7 hectare farm. Last family contact was in 1970 when it was still part if the Soviet Union. 3.) Go to snack is left over cold 🍕. Yes I'm a stacker from Canada.
Worst job, guess not that bad just memorable selling toy remote control cars on the streets to strangers, best vacation- family vacation to a state park camping hiking seeing animals campfire and making up a scary story on the fly my kids loved and have never forgotten, midnight snack ham and cheese sandwich that i put in the microwave to make the cheese melt just that
Wow you want to know what my favorite midnight snack is to go to. Id make me a fancy ham sandwhich with sum mayo, mustard, cant for get the Doritos to make the sandwhich all so cruchy. But if i had it my way id wanna fire up the grill and make a stake in the middle of the night. Only cus that jucy meat sounds so much better then maken a sandwich😂
I would say pounding pickets, and running Concertina wire for miles in 115+ temps in the desert for miles, then emptying a cargo hemtt thinking we were done for the day, just to have two more truck’s pull up full, not finished yet. The worst part was having a officer complain how how hot it was watching us from their hummer just waiting on a comment to write us up. This was not punishment work but just training, had to give 3 IV’s from my combat lifesaver bag for heat casualties and still had to continue. Then having to pull it right back up because the officer read the map upside down and had us in the wrong location. Also the ground was compacted clay and rocks we had to push through..
I also had to stand for about 3 hours soaking wet with about 300 other soldiers in 38’ temps with no wet weather gear in one spot soaking wet for a generals retirement speech, our lips were blue and about 20 passed out with fixed bayonets have you, we all got cold injuries, however we got an amazing army coin 😅 for our efforts so it equaled out in the end… Also the none ability to quit without UCMJ charges and possible jail time from a panel of officers that loved sending GI’s to Fort Pounding Rocks gives a new meaning of not being able to leave your job.
Cleaning up after pigs & cleanup calf pens & then spreading the manure in N old manure spreader that dropped part Thai I had to pick up and reassemble the spreader
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I was a broke college student at one point in my life and we all need beer money. Desperate for some cash, I worked as a professional snuggler for a company that provided cuddling services. My job was to cuddle up with clients who needed some warmth and affection. I found myself in all sorts of awkward positions, spooning with strangers and trying not to laugh as we attempted to find the perfect cuddle angle. It was like a real-life game of 'Twister,' but with a lot more laughter and a lot less flexibility. I quit when I was told my cuddle game was weak. That, I couldn’t stomach 🤷♂️🤦♂️
Love your Pound of Gold channel… one of my top 3 👍 keep up the great commentary, sir!
I worked in a gas station for 12 years. A gun was pulled on me several times over those dozen years. During hot summer days I had to be under the hood checking customers oil levels, usually getting burned in the process!
My best vacation was visiting my grandparents in Oceanside as a kid… fond memories!
Favorite late-night snack? Cinnamon Toast Crunch!
My favorite midnight snack is a potato chip sandwich. You take two pieces of fresh bread load one side with potato chips really thick and the place the other piece of bread on top of the chips. Then you crush the two pieces of bread together squashing all the chips between the bread. Then chow down.
We had to clean burnt wood from a fire with a wrag with soap. Thennnnn we put the clean wood into the Dumpster. Shat sense
I live across the street from a 24 hour donut shop, they make all the donuts at night, so at this hour they are nice and fresh. I would make my way across the street feeling vaguely like a madman on a mission. Bringgg goes the bell as I open the door, the bright lights make you feel like you've entered heaven. I stumble to the counter, mesmerized by the light shining on all the doughy treats. I start to panic a little "there's so many choices!", but luckily I have a favorite! Coconut Cream is her name, soft dough filled to the brim with delicious bavarian cream, dipped in white icing and topped with toasted coconut! After I secure the bag, I float back home. I celebrate every magical bite and after such delectable treat I sleep like a baby.
My worst job ever was doing 3rd shift inventory for major retailers (JC Penney, Sears, Macys) We started when the store closed and would be there till the morning. Counting stuff on every rack, table, and shelf. Up and down, stretching and bending over, laying on the floor and climbing ladders. I know people have it way worse but I hated it because I've always had a bad back and I just couldn't get used to the schedule either.
My worst job was picking pineapples in Maui in the summer of 1982. I signed up for a seasonal job with Maui Land & Pine. I had just graduated from high school and was looking for some adventure. My plan was to get on as a truck driver hauling the harvest out of the field to the cannery. But, I failed the CDL test, so I was relegated to working in the field with all the other guys. It was long hours, especially during peak season, when we were literally working seven days a week. It would start before dawn. I would suit up in blue jeans, a long sleeves blue work shirt, combat boots I had picked up at an Army surplus store, canvas chaps, arm shields – which were basically heavy cloth sleeve sthat you would pin to your work shirt, heavy canvas gauntlets, a broad rim hat, and safety goggles. Yes, that’s a lot of gear to wear in hot, humid, tropical climate of Hawaii all day. And the worst part was when we had to work in the fields that were third or fourth year growth. The plants sometimes were chest high. And pushing through what used to be rows of pineapples was like fighting your way through a jungle with no clear path. But we had to push our way through the intertwined pineapple plants to keep up with the boom arm on the harvester, upon which we’d toss the pineapples we had picked as the harvester drove along the side of the field at its relentless pace. Yes, I think that probably takes the cake as my worst job ever. I guess one of the only good things about it was I did get to see some beautiful beaches on Maui during some of the few hours that I had off from work – they is, when I wasn’t too exhausted to go to the beach.
Worst job ever was by far throwing hay. Always the hottest sunshine days by necessity. Throwing 60 lb bails all day and being allergic to it all, I never stopped sneezing and itching
I bartended in a gay bar. EVERYBODY HATED me because I wasn't gay! I'll never EVER do that again! 😅
I toured the entire east coast of Australia. The most amazing, friendly, beautiful, people I've ever met in my life! Especially the women! 🇦🇺❤
I also saw what auto- submissive international government threats that they were under and continue to be in. That scared the hell out of me. I've been HARDCORE stacking PMs ever since I got home 20 years ago. Thank you community! 🇺🇸❤
Late night 🌙 snack? FREAKING Spicey Chicken Wings! Duhhhh? 🖖👽🛸🔥🍗
I worked for a family owned graphic design company I was hired as graphic artist. I was very excited at the time and wanted nothing more than to be a successful graphic designer at the time. I left a job that I had been working for as an assistant manager at a computer company for five years to get what I thought would be my start as a professional graphic designer. Come to find out the graphics company only hired me to fill in for there family related artist to go on a months vacation! I was young and my hopes were crushed at the time. The company was very click ish with the majority of them related or had been friends of the family for years. It was horrible how they made it known that I was an outsider! I’m glad it’s all in the past! I ended up doing freelance graphics for awhile before I got into what I currently do for a living. A hard lesson learned to do my research on small companies before making a solid commitment.
kfc …. doesn't really need much explanation… fort Walton beach … family was poor so the fact we got to go somewhere was cool … and cubed brisket cooked in a skillet
The worst job was dishwashing in a hospital. We had to retrieve the dirty dishes from the floor with this refrigerator sized dish cart. Just absolutely filthy. The pace was so fast. Crazy heat and noise and always wet with so much water going about. My best vacation was to Kansas City because I did it by air and I don’t like to fly but I pushed myself to fly even though I was only in the air for two hours both ways. The go to meal when I can’t sleep is beef jerky and Alfredo sauce noodles. Tasty.
When I was 19, I was a freshly married young man with a child on the way. I needed to make real money. I took a job at a fabrication shop which made oilfield equipment. Times were booming for that industry, as the OPEC oil embargo was in full swing. The embargo forced American companies to rapidly expand oil production. Demand for drilling equipment was at an all time high.
The large metal building I worked in was without any cooling in the summertime, except some fans. The Oklahoma Summers were over a hundred degrees outside, and the heat inside the metal building was far worse. I worked as a machinist, operating a multi-ton turret lathe. All parts were produced manually. Automated lathes were not common back then. The days were ten hours long, and the work week was 6 days on, and one day off. The entire day was spent on your feet standing on a wooden pallet, cranking the handles on these massive machines to produce the next part. Parts were cranked out by the hundreds each day. The 60 hour work weeks in that humid furnace of a shop were brutal. You could not possibly drink enough water. The lathes sprayed blue-hot chips as parts were machined. Those chips would instantly burn holes in your clothing, and seared into the skin with a wet sizzling noise. You rapidly learned what burning human flesh smelled like.
The noise was a constant cacophony of angle grinders, the metallic hammering of chatter guns, the constant growl of powerful shop equipment, and the dry sizzle of the welder's torches as new equipment was fabricated. You were surrounded by the sharp acrid fumes of burning flux from the work of the welders, and the burnt metal smell from the grinders. The fetid recycled machine coolant churned sluggishly in the shop equipment, with an occasional bug, small bird, or even rodent churning in the whirlpool created by the suction of those powerful coolant pumps.
We had an old-school supervisor who had started working in the shop as a young man. He was in his late 40s when I started. He had a natural disdain for anyone who was young, and eager. It was like he had forgotten what it was like to be young, and have faith you had a bright future ahead of you. There was no tolerance for fun, we were all there to "make chips and produce parts". His name was Don, and Don did not believe in doing things the new way. His methods were out of the early 1900s, and he never saw fit to advance with the times. The surest way to enrage him was to mention a better way to make something. He was hide-bound in his ways, and was deeply rooted in his views and prejudices.
I soldiered through a couple years in that shop until the oil embargo ended. Suddenly, the 60 hour work weeks were cut down to 24 hours a week and time became tough across the city. This city had been a long-standing center for oil field production; all the jobs dried up at once. The shop I worked in closed. What had once been roaring production, simply dried up everywhere. Machinist and welders were no longer needed. The experience of working hard under brutal conditions stuck with me. It is the yardstick in my mind for what is a "tough job".
I got the experience described in Steinbeck's "Grapes of Wrath", as my family loaded up the car and trailer, and drove across state borders to find opportunities far away. We took the seeds of hope with us. We settled in Memphis, and lived there eight years, until the economy back in Oklahoma slowly recovered.
My worst job was when I was a dishwasher working in a messy kitchen and grumpy people
Late night snack is peanute butter and crackers. It hits the tummy just right
My worst job ever…. Oddly enough it is also my favorite. I spent 9 years working with developmental challenged people. It could be fun,it could get your ass kicked. Ohh,and the full moon thing. It's true,ask any ER nurse
Laborer for plumbing company digging up broken sewer line 117° in phoenix
Worked in the pits in the coal mine, stuck in small qrease traps and slip rings in the big rig trucks… im small so i always get stuck in the worst of spots… i had to use a fire hose with 300lbs of pressure that made me look like a cartoon flying all around! Also covered in black head to to daily
… so yeah coal mine
The worst job I ever had was my first job I worked for 2 years at Burger King. Within 5 months I was promoted to manager which was awesome as a 16 yr old but it didn't come with a raise which I never actually got. We were always understaffed because my GM wanted to be 5% under typical labor costs. The A/C did not work in the kitchen and I live in AZ so the kitchen would get up to 120+. The only thing that kept me there were a couple solid coworkers. The final nail in the coffin for me was when I found out they were not paying out overtime. For the last 3-4 months I worked there I would go in and check to see if there were any edits to peoples time sheets and reverted the hours. Finally after getting absolutely fed up I found a better job and left that place, which was the best decision I ever made.
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Hi Silver Spike! I just subscribed to your channel! I've been listening to you for years as Pound of Gold! 😎My worst job was when I was in my early 20's, night shift (3rd shift) at a 7-Eleven. Not only could I not keep from falling asleep, but it was the most dangerous time of the day, from a left perspective! I quit after 3 weeks!
My favorite vacation was years ago me and my ex decided to do a weekend retreat. I am from New England and we decided to do a weekend trip down to Miami. We thought it would be just a quick getaway with nothing too eventful just to enjoy sometime on the Miami beaches. When we get to our hotel, we can’t help but notice how packed the lobby is with bikini-clad college girls. I had no idea why the place was so packed, but I wasn’t about to complain. As we get in the elevator, a handful of girls manage to jump in for the ride. Of course I got the eye of death from my girlfriend at the time, and I just laughed. So I had to ask what event was going on to the girls in the elevator with us. they were like it’s spring break of course. For the whole weekend my girlfriend had thought I had planned to crash spring break on purpose. What an amazing time with a bonus.!!
Hi Silver Spike! Or should I say Silver Tyrant? My favorite vacation was in the Bahamas, at Paradise Island! They have a lazy river (inner tubes) where you can float right up to the water slides. I stayed in that tube all day, and just kept riding the water slides over and over again! It was a great time with my family! 😎My postal address is in the About tab on my channel!
My worst job I ever had was working in an outdated breeding and farrowing pig farm. I worked on the farrowing side which is where the piglets are born. When everything went smooth it was okay but those days were few and far between. I had to monitor the birthing process and “help” when problems arose. Helping usually meant putting on a shoulder length glove and reaching up the rear end and pull piglets out. That was just one aspect of the job that was on the gross chart. There was also collecting afterbirth and dead little pigs, castrations, shots, and I wont even go into the details of draining an infection. I will say that there are certain smells you never forget. 🤢🤮🤢
My favorite vacation was going to Moab,Utah
I went with a friend and made so many more friends that trip. I enjoyed “jeeping” through the canyons and looking at cliff drawings from native Americans. Hiking and looking at the rock formations and seeing delicate arch. I haven’t been back since but I keep in touch with the friends I made
Dead horse point was absolutely beautiful on the day I went there!