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It speaks well for you that you can admit it. I can't imagine what that would be like. Thanks for your service.

Paul

See other thread...What was your first job.

Pullin' nails out of OLD lumber...the only break we got was when a train would come in and we could unload sacks of fertilizer (by hand).

"2nd day - cleaning out medical helicopters. Couldn't take it. Started shaking real bad, cried and got excused. "

My hat is off to you. Exposed to it even just once was above the call.

A couple of summers ago I took a ship that was abandoned and salvaged from Newfoundland to Antwerp, Belguim. The ship was junk, getting the certificates to allow her to make the trip and the subsequent voyage was something I will never forget. Voyage through hell. Foreign crew, crew trouble with wages and blackouts every day. Anybody who has gone to sea know what bad trips can be like, this was my worst in a 25 year seagoing career
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Dan

Yup, .....Tombstone Az.'s garbage rig went down at the Mid-summer....and I had to go do Weld repair, and Hydraulic work.

Pukin' ain't no way to make a livin'.

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Military First Job (reference old thread), back in 68 Had an old sgt - been in 35 years or so said his first job was a Tail Runner. Us young'ngs asked don't you mean Tail gunner - 'Nope' he replied. Seems he chased down cadets in training flying older bi-wings, Seems when they hit the throttle they had a tendency to nose dive, So they had a hand hold device they attached to a tail so that a person could run behind the tail wing and hold it as they steared to the flight line & back. Once the pilot got faster than their running speed they let go.

Growing up on a dairy farm with a dad who was an enthusiastic advocate of the idea that "no one was ever hurt by hard work". That and "Why work for the machinery company, this old tractor will go another year". Sure makes me appreciate the desk job I worked my way up to after leaving the farm.

I'll bet they did!

Sounds like a heck of a fitness program, though.

Red Baron, thanks for your service.

JF

Body recovery for a local ambulance. We were the ones county called to pick up a body. It was not pretty alot of the time.

Lab tech in a medical lab, doing fecal fats.

I remember that...I was in the truck that morning and thought you were bs'ing him until you pulled out a needle with some pliers.

Cleaning up sewage spills has to rank up there with my career good times.

I've done the chicken house job. I've done fish processing. The worst was loading turkeys. Get up at 2 AM, load 40 lb turkeys onto tractor trailers till it got light. Take a shower, go to school.

Smell turkey crap for three days. Never could get that ammonia smell out of your sinuses.

But, hey, it paid $15 per hour, and was darn good money for a high school kid. Even if my arms were three inches longer when we got done.... FWIW, Dutch.

Several years ago on "Weekend Update" Norm Macdonald reported that Money magazine's annual survey of worst jobs had been released. Last year's worst job "Crack Whore" had slid to number 2, replaced as the worst job by "Assistant Crack Whore" ... whose duties involve all of the whoring but getting paid none of the crack ...

USN second class diver. A hard hat dress weighs 165 pounds, exactly my weight when I started. Every dive was wet, the dresses all leaked like a volleyball net. It was winter out of DC and some days we had to cut holes in the ice to get wet. Hypothermia was a five-day a week occurrence. I remember shivering so hard I could not adjust the shower temperature because even using two hands I could not control the shaking to grab the shower handle. You could not eat enough to maintain weight and at six foot three I left diving weighing 140 pounds. Try climbing a fifteen-foot ladder wearing 165 pounds of diving dress when you are too cold to feel anything. Dumbest thing I ever did.

I have worked jobs that would have been good jobs if the supervisors were not such north-ends-of-south-bound-mules. The worst of those were when I was self-employed!

Right out of high school I painted pipes in a boiler room in July. The pipes were all near the ceiling and yes it was a little bit hot.

This was a test of sorts and when I was done I was OK in the eyes of the rest of the maint. crew. I then got to screw off like only a govt. worker can.