whats the worst place you have gone to for work

February 26, 2017, 09:52 PM

rocket72

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Originally posted by sjp:
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Originally posted by ScreamingCockatoo:
Downtown Atlanta.
Lucky Street, where the GA Aquarium sits now.

Was mugged twice in broad daylight.

My wife and i went there and to the coke cola museum co located with it yesterday. Due to the metal detectors we had to walk back to the car, i didn't feel that safe walking around Atlanta unarmed

Just be respectful and act like you belong there and nobody will fuck with you. Life's funny like that.

February 26, 2017, 09:57 PM

DevlDogs55

Sangin, Helmand Province.

February 26, 2017, 10:13 PM

c1steve

Grinding fiberglass in a factory that made in-ground fiberglass utility boxes. Almost no protection from the ground fiberglass. I was low man on the totem pole, so got the worst job. One week someone quit, and the next new hire jumped ahead of me. I soon quit.

I was 19 years old, it was a summer job. My father got me the job, as the owner was a client of his. I found out later that my dad made a deal with him to keep me grinding fiberglass as long as I work there. Father was a sociopathic closet bisexual attorney who hated me because I was not like him.

I found out later that the place closed down soon after I quit, probably for health and safety violations. Years later my lungs were x-ray'd and I have small clusters of walled off stuff in my lungs. Probably some or most of came from the fiberglass shop.

February 26, 2017, 10:20 PM

Scuba Steve Sig

North St. Louis County Municipal Court along with a handful of smaller municipal courts in other northern St. Louis suburbs

February 26, 2017, 10:25 PM

K0ZZZ

The 'Lead Building' at the Chamber Works in New Jersey. Where they made all the lead for leaded gasoline years back, and it was too dangerous to dismantle or demolish. Had to do maintenance in there, had to wear a space suit with an air hose to the outside.

February 26, 2017, 10:30 PM

Rotndad

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Originally posted by r0gue:
Saudi and Kuwait, horrible experience.

BTDT Desert Shield/Desert Storm.

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Originally posted by Sig2340:
It's a tie between a pediatric oncology ward and a burn unit.

I don't recommend either.

Agreed. I didn't "work" there but did therapy dog work with the kids. Coming back to visit kids and going into an empty room the next day was the main reason I stopped doing it.

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Originally posted by stickman428:
Capital One.

I tried this for a BRIEF time. I was promised a supervisor position and went thru training only to be told the position was filled but I was welcome to stay on as a call rep for 1/3rd the pay.

Probably the worst job I ever did was work as a roofer in my sophomore to junior summer. I was the "shingle by". My job was to carry the squares up the ladder - ALL DAY. On one of my last days there a guy tripped and fell off a 3rd story roof into a hot tar trailer. I visited him a couple of times but on the day he was admitted I went there and they were in his room with the curtain drawn around his bed pulling tar off of his body with pliers. I gave notice on the way home. He died a few days later. I attended his funeral. It was my first funeral that wasn't a relative of mine. I felt weird going being a kid, not really knowing him that well and also just quitting the job. All of his coworkers seemed to respect the fact that I attended though.

February 26, 2017, 11:09 PM

T-Boy

When I graduated from business school the job market for MBA's was in the toilet. I grew up in the auto service industry so went an ops manager position working for one of the larger Jiffy Lube franchisee's was open I thought, "what the heck, I can do this till a real job comes up". That wound up being a big mistake.

The place was a sweat shop, worked their managers extreme hours, hired extensively from the local prisons. I was closing up a shop late one afternoon. Most of the staff was still in the store and a couple guys were waiting for their ride back to lock up. The guys started talking about their own experience with the law. After a while, I realized that out of nearly 20 employees, I was the only one that had never been in jail. Not a couple nights in lockup...real jail, drug dealers, felony theft, assault, etc. ...up the river jail time. I was like "I gotta get outta here quick". In addition, the owners were rather spectacular pricks. Everyone was a stupid Neanderthal in their mind and was in their employ to be exploited.

I could expound on this company forever, I think you get the general idea however.

February 27, 2017, 12:05 AM

chongosuerte

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Originally posted by craigcpa:
Not for work, but Carbrini Green was the worst place I've ever been to. Especially after the Bulls won championship(s).

Second, for work, is the area around Prince Avenue in Wilmington N.C. Ask Chongo.

The job? WIC Fraud Investigation.

Oh yes. Creekwood. My most adventurous stories come from my years as a housing officer, much of that time spent in that project and surrounding areas. Wilmington has the most concentrated public housing development per area in the state. Probably in most states. We had 6 or 7, or 8, in a 4 Sq mile area, and 90% of all violent crime occurred within 1 mile of a housing project. The stories would put me in prison, in these days.

Myself...my years as a paramedic took me to some nasty places. But as a day to day job, working the fields of a tobacco farm up until I went to college did it for me. That was the 80s/90s, but we farmed damn near like they were doing in the 50s. Small, family farm, 30 acres of tobacco. Hot, hot, hot days, harvesting by hand, bent over pulling tobacco leaves off three or four at a time, plant by plant, for miles and miles of rows. Then putting it on a stringer machine (at least we had those), and hanging it in the stick barn. We had bulk, oil-fired barns, too...but I spent many a day climbing up into those stick barns.

To hell with that. I was the first person in my dad's family since at least the 1700s to not farm tobacco as an adult. Most of them on that very farm.

I'm OK with that. Even though it made them millionaires, and I've probably removed myself from ever benefitting from any of it...like Old Blue Eyes said...I did it my way, with absolutely zero help from them.

February 27, 2017, 03:08 AM

frogger

This won't compare to some of the other answers, but when I was in college, I was working as a delivery driver for a local pizza shop. I had just been moved to a new location and didn't know all the ins and outs of that area yet. I took an order over the phone for an address that I didn't know was banned from deliveries (this was a long time ago when orders were taken with pen and paper and not entered in a computer where a warning would have flashed up telling me to refuse the order). It didn't get caught until the pizza was made so the manager made me deliver it. Turned out it was banned because 3 different drives had been robbed at gun point in that neighborhood before they just started refusing orders for delivery from there. I luckily was able to deliver the order without incident, but it was a VERY sketchy neighborhood and I was nervous as hell until it was in my rear view mirror.

February 27, 2017, 05:45 AM

Poacher

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Originally posted by chongosuerte:
quote:
Originally posted by craigcpa:
Not for work, but Carbrini Green was the worst place I've ever been to. Especially after the Bulls won championship(s).

Second, for work, is the area around Prince Avenue in Wilmington N.C. Ask Chongo.

The job? WIC Fraud Investigation.

Oh yes. Creekwood. My most adventurous stories come from my years as a housing officer, much of that time spent in that project and surrounding areas. Wilmington has the most concentrated public housing development per area in the state. Probably in most states. We had 6 or 7, or 8, in a 4 Sq mile area, and 90% of all violent crime occurred within 1 mile of a housing project. The stories would put me in prison, in these days.

Myself...my years as a paramedic took me to some nasty places. But as a day to day job, working the fields of a tobacco farm up until I went to college did it for me. That was the 80s/90s, but we farmed damn near like they were doing in the 50s. Small, family farm, 30 acres of tobacco. Hot, hot, hot days, harvesting by hand, bent over pulling tobacco leaves off three or four at a time, plant by plant, for miles and miles of rows. Then putting it on a stringer machine (at least we had those), and hanging it in the stick barn. We had bulk, oil-fired barns, too...but I spent many a day climbing up into those stick barns.

To hell with that. I was the first person in my dad's family since at least the 1700s to not farm tobacco as an adult. Most of them on that very farm.

I'm OK with that. Even though it made them millionaires, and I've probably removed myself from ever benefitting from any of it...like Old Blue Eyes said...I did it my way, with absolutely zero help from them.

Tell me you don't miss the smell of the barn though!

February 27, 2017, 05:55 AM

Oz_Shadow

Jails and also death row (indirectly related to work)

February 27, 2017, 06:22 AM

GRIZZLYBEAR

January 31, 1968, Vietnam, the Tet Offensive

February 27, 2017, 07:44 AM

lowflash

13 months 15 days over seas time Viet-Nam, (2) 3 month BLT deployments, 1 month firing exercise deployment, 6 months GITMO all at below minimum page scale and 40% disability of which 30% is agent orange related. Other than that a wonderful time was had by all.

February 27, 2017, 07:49 AM

BB61

DC in 1988 when it had the highest murder rate in the country. We were walking through a section of the city highlighted by stripped cars in the road and "public dwelling ___" for the housing. Next closest was in Louisville a few years ago. The company we were meeting at specifically told us not to go any further east (IIRC the direction) and to leave their premises while it was still light. Public dwellings down the road here as well.

February 27, 2017, 08:12 AM

Yellow Jacket

Cleaning the hog manure out of hog barns with a scoop shovel. Yep, mostly liquid.

When I would get home my mother would make me hose down outside before I could go inside and take a shower.

February 27, 2017, 08:18 AM

heatinajeep

Former electrician.

New construction at a local hospital in psych ward.

To get in and out of work, we had to travel through the population of the area.

The old man in the wheelchair, he was a spitter....

February 27, 2017, 09:02 AM

chuck416

quote:
Originally posted by chongosuerte:
quote:
Originally posted by craigcpa:
Not for work, but Carbrini Green was the worst place I've ever been to. Especially after the Bulls won championship(s).

Second, for work, is the area around Prince Avenue in Wilmington N.C. Ask Chongo.

The job? WIC Fraud Investigation.

Oh yes. Creekwood. My most adventurous stories come from my years as a housing officer, much of that time spent in that project and surrounding areas. Wilmington has the most concentrated public housing development per area in the state. Probably in most states. We had 6 or 7, or 8, in a 4 Sq mile area, and 90% of all violent crime occurred within 1 mile of a housing project. The stories would put me in prison, in these days.

Myself...my years as a paramedic took me to some nasty places. But as a day to day job, working the fields of a tobacco farm up until I went to college did it for me. That was the 80s/90s, but we farmed damn near like they were doing in the 50s. Small, family farm, 30 acres of tobacco. Hot, hot, hot days, harvesting by hand, bent over pulling tobacco leaves off three or four at a time, plant by plant, for miles and miles of rows. Then putting it on a stringer machine (at least we had those), and hanging it in the stick barn. We had bulk, oil-fired barns, too...but I spent many a day climbing up into those stick barns.

To hell with that. I was the first person in my dad's family since at least the 1700s to not farm tobacco as an adult. Most of them on that very farm.

I'm OK with that. Even though it made them millionaires, and I've probably removed myself from ever benefitting from any of it...like Old Blue Eyes said...I did it my way, with absolutely zero help from them.

I can (somewhat) relate to the reality of tobacco farming. My grandpa had a tobacco farm in wester KY, around Paducah. My dad and uncles all worked the fields (by hand, of course) till they all went either to the military (drafted, mostly) or college (only 1 uncle). I've heard all the stories of how hot, misirable, and nasty the whole operation is. The experience you've shared here gives me a renewed appreciation for the men dad & uncles are. Thanks. My brothers & I are the first boys in generations that haven't worked tobacco fields. We turned out OK, due to the fact we were raised by a man of high character, forged in those fields.