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Re: Worst job? -- Tina Swinimer, 22:56:29 02/11/02 Mon (hlfx57-2b-42.ns.sympatico.ca/142.177.12.42)
Worst job is at present:retired but looking after a man"husband"who the doctors say isn't half as sick as he thinks he is.A new symptom every other day and playing "pill bottles"that means bringing them all out when friends or family come.Loves the attention but friends have stopped coming.Family usually drift out of whatever room he is in..which is mostly the living room..and he keeps the t.v.blasting from 8:30 am to 10 p.m.even if anyone else is here.When my friends come we have to sit in the kitchen or dining room to get away from the t.v. His friends and couples stopped coming about a year ago..Some of my wemon friends drop in to see me.We still have friends drop in at Christmas but that is only one week of the year.My pets,children and Grandchildren are my salvation and my swim and exercise classes and church group meetings and of course all of you!I might add my love of the outdoors and walking and painting or just sitting by the ocean watching the waves and feeding and watching birds..so I guess its not really so bad but it could be so nice if he would just live and stop constant grumbling.His only exercise is getting in the car for me to take him to a doctor or his weekly blood tests.He used to be a heavy drinker and can't even drink a glass of beer now so I think this is why he is so grumpy.If your hubbys drink.heavy ..warn them it ruins the liver and that causes numerous other body problems.Well thats my grumble for the year!lol
I loved my job as t.v.program director and I loved the animal shelter and enjoyed every minute of my children growing up-so what am I complaining about?I was a truly fortunate gal! Hugs all...Tina
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Re: Worst job? -- BJ, 04:43:30 02/14/02 Thu (host-216-226-198-211.interpacket.net/216.226.198.211)
Cleaning toilets at the local primary school wasn't pleasent, I did this when still at high school to earn some cash. I then got a job at coles as a check out chick, it was a big step up. LOL The most stressful job as an adult was working at the race track for an on-course bookmaker, dealing with lots of money and working out odds in your head. They once thought my bag was $10,000 out, I nearly died as I had to come up with any shortfall, thank goodness it was the bosses mistake he had miscounted. I quit not much longer after that the stress was just too much. Hugs BJ
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Hey, BJ, same thing! -- Kate, 15:59:16 02/14/02 Thu (NoHost/192.169.39.65)
Well, almost. I cleaned house to earn bucks when I was studying, which meant cleaning bathrooms too (but a private one, thank goodness). I actually ENJOYED the job! Everyone was out of the house (it belonged to a yuppie couple) and I had plenty of quiet time. One depressing memory, though -- the husband once left some $$ and on the kitchen table, and guess what? It was 10,000+ times the money I had in my bank account! And HIS was LOOSE CHANGE!!!! *sniff, sniff*
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Re: Worst job?OMG yall won't believe it!! -- Donna, 21:49:21 02/21/02 Thu (1Cust61.tnt1.st-petersburg.fl.da.uu.net/63.27.30.61)
I had to wear roller skates and serve root beer when I was 13!!!i lied about my age cause my poor GM couldn't buy me all those great clothes (I take for granted now) I wanted!!!
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Re: Worst job? -- Kylie, 01:45:41 03/02/02 Sat (NoHost/144.139.9.30)
My worst was in Property Management. I had two bosses who had once lived together. They had split everything else, but neither one was willing to let go of the business.
The way the office was set up was that everyone worked in the back section of the office and there was a bell attached to the door and one of those mirrors you can see through the back of in the foyer so that you could see who had come in. These two rooms were separated by swinging doors.
Occasionally I would be out the front talking to a client and my bosses would be standing just the other side of the swinging doors yelling and calling each other for everything while I was trying to look professional.
Kylie
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