Last year, a friend of mine took a position as a porn store clerk because he’d seen the movie Amelie and thought it would be kind of fun and whimsical. Instead, he’s so distraught he’s going to leave the state soon.
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The worst job I ever had–back when I actually had real jobs–was an executive assistant position at a major literary agency, a situation that still has me looking at my watch and sweating. The job description had made it sound super creative, and I assumed I’d be learning an enormous amount about the inner workings of the publishing biz. Alas, I soon enough realized it was simply a glorified typing position, complete with a haughty boss telling me I was mentally ill whenever I made a typo (which was often).
I would have way preferred serving artery-clogging slop at a fast food place, where at least they assume you’re brain dead. Which reminds me: What the worst job you ever had? And yes, you can include your current one.