To get back to what the original thread subject was ... (which was not talking about all the lousy dirty stinky jobs out there, or even how you liked them)...
Yesterday someone posted on a FB group that they needed a few more players booked for their summer farmers market. Wednesdays from 3-7 (yes, 4 hours and they wanted you to play all the time with just normal breaks) for $50 pay plus a bag of produce from vendors (leftovers at the end of the day, of course) plus tips - and it had to be upbeat family-friendly material. Quite a few people jumped on the opportunity. Maybe when I'm retired and not bringing in a regular paycheck, I would too, but the people responding were people who are scrabbling to make a living off of just music playing.
Now you want to talk stinky jobs...
I worked a lot of temp jobs through Manpower after my college days while interviewing for a 'real' job. I was a hard worker and would often get requests for me to come back (through the agency, and once a sideways deal to bypass Manpower's fees, stayed there for 6 months), but the worst jobs:
Assembly line at a Chlorox bleach plant., either straightening bottles on the line or pulling dented bottles off the line before they went into the boxing machine, or loading the boxes onto pallets, or at the end of the day, dumping the bleach from the dented bottles back into a tank. At the end of those 2 days my sinuses were the clearest they'd been in years!
A week at BFI (Browning Ferris Industries, big trash collection company) in the maintenance building. Most of the time it was simple cleanup/sweep duty, but every once in a while it's be assisting the welder INSIDE a trash truck as he touched up the panels. The stink of wet rotting garbage was everywhere.
One day, all I did all day was haul those cardboard temporary file boxes (30-40 lbs each) from a basement of a building up 10 stairs of a bulkhead, across a backyard and into a storage shed, then back for another one - for 7 hours. At some point in the afternoon, I pulled the ligaments in one knee, but kept on working. I had no insurance at the time, so for the next month all I could do was ace bandage up the knee every morning so it wouldn't bend too much.
Another day I was called in to do cleanup help at a building in downtown Boston that was being gutted and renovated. Most of the day all I did was sweep and pick up the dirt and dust - the air was full of it. Never even thought about it, but that dust surely had a huge amount of asbestos in it, as the building was from the 40s/50s - and this was before all the current removal regulations were put into force.
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