What's the most useless job you've ever had? What was a normal day like in that position?

Updated on : December 3, 2021 by Josh Houghton



What's the most useless job you've ever had? What was a normal day like in that position?

At 14, he was a golf caddy at an expensive country club.

A professional caddy is a valuable teammate and someone who scouts the field and makes suggestions. We were neither of those things. Our main task was to try not to be a hassle, followed by handling / cleaning sticks, holding pins, raking traps, finding balls, and most importantly, being cheaper than renting a cart.

Our days consisted of:

  • To be left by our parents at dawn
  • Sitting around the caddyshack trying to wake up
  • See the caddy master's son and his cronies receive assignments
  • Being annoyed by the more experienced caddies who were angry that they were
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At 14, he was a golf caddy at an expensive country club.

A professional caddy is a valuable teammate and someone who scouts the field and makes suggestions. We were neither of those things. Our main task was to try not to be a hassle, followed by handling / cleaning sticks, holding pins, raking traps, finding balls, and most importantly, being cheaper than renting a cart.

Our days consisted of:

  • To be left by our parents at dawn
  • Sitting around the caddyshack trying to wake up
  • See the caddy master's son and his cronies receive assignments
  • Being teased by more experienced caddies who were angry that they weren't in the inner circle.
  • Play a lot of basketball while the second tier caddies looping. (Losers were punished)
  • Watch top tier caddies return, get paid, and get second rounds.
  • "Play" more hazing games
  • To have lunch.
  • Play more basketball, dodgeball or whatever welted game demanded by the "ruling class"
  • Wait for the second level to get second rounds. And first level to go home to avoid the afternoon heat.
  • Feel incredibly lucky when your name is called for a ride
  • Do caddy chores without messing up too much
  • Win $ 1 / hole, maybe a tip if you're lucky
  • Spend most of your pay on candy
  • Play ball until the parents pick us up.
  • Repeat

I wouldn't say it was useless but it was really an easy job. I did it for 2 months. I had to organize the entire household goods department. Fold towels millions of times. I couldn't understand why some people came just to make a mess. Then he was folding them over and over and over again. I would actually fold them again the next day from 8am to 2pm.

Working as a waitress at an exclusive golf club in Kansas City.

Being a waitress, they already treat you like shit. It is a very degrading job because the guests can treat you however they want, and you have to grit your teeth and endure it because they are the ones who pay your salary. But working in a club was even worse.

You serve the same people every week. Rich people. Successful people. Doctors, lawyers, businessmen. People who are far above you in life according to the measure of success of this society. And they are paying thousands of dollars a month to be a member of this club, so

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Working as a waitress at an exclusive golf club in Kansas City.

Being a waitress, they already treat you like shit. It is a very degrading job because the guests can treat you however they want, and you have to grit your teeth and endure it because they are the ones who pay your salary. But working in a club was even worse.

You serve the same people every week. Rich people. Successful people. Doctors, lawyers, businessmen. People who are far above you in life according to the measure of success of this society. And they're paying thousands of dollars a month to be a member of this club, so you better give them a fucking ass kiss. The club doesn't need you as much as THEM and their MONEY. All the men were quite calm and friendly. The women, the trophy housewives who sat drinking and wore expensive golf skirts and sneakers bought with their husbands' money, were the WORST.

One night, I was tending to a group of women who came in a little before closing time. I was the closest and after the kitchen left, the last employee in the building. 10:00 came (closing). I had plans to have dinner with my husband after work, so I was counting on leaving soon after. But the women were still sitting talking, even though the kitchen and bar were closed. I completed my closing side work. He closed the doors. He turned off the televisions and lights except for those near the group of women. 10:45. They kept talking. I sat in the back and texted my husband telling him I was late. He was already in the restaurant. I played with my phone, tried to keep busy. 11:30. Still talking. Making me anxious I packed up my things and went out to the bar and sat on my phone, waiting for them. 11: 45–12: 00. They finally start to leave. Finally everyone is gone and I can clean up and meet my husband. Fortunately, bdubs are open late.

I thought it was really inconsiderate and ignorant to keep talking for hours after closing knowing that I was waiting for them to leave. It was basically them saying, hey, our lives are more important than yours. you can sit back and wait as long as we want to shoot, because we don't really care about your life or your obligations.

Anyway, I went to work the next day and my manager took me aside. She told me that they had received complaints of my rudeness last night when I gathered all my things and "just sat at the bar, obviously waiting for them to leave." He explained that we could never force a client to leave. If they wanted to stay and chat all night, we would have to accommodate them. Well, to hell with that. I don't get paid enough to be someone's bitch. I put my two weeks on the next day.

Thanks for the A2A, Hunter.

The worst job I ever had was that of a library assistant. What made it so horrible was a picky boss. But in a way, it was also the best job I had because I learned something about human nature and how to make the best of a bad situation.

I was in high school at the time and got a work permit when I turned 15. I wanted to earn my own money and hated babysitting. So when I saw this part-time library page job being advertised, I jumped on it. I loved the library, I loved reading, and I thought working in the library would be fun. I went to an interview with

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Thanks for the A2A, Hunter.

The worst job I ever had was that of a library assistant. What made it so horrible was a picky boss. But in a way, it was also the best job I had because I learned something about human nature and how to make the best of a bad situation.

I was in high school at the time and got a work permit when I turned 15. I wanted to earn my own money and hated babysitting. So when I saw this part-time library page job being advertised, I jumped on it. I loved the library, I loved reading, and I thought working in the library would be fun. I went to an interview with some kind of county library board and they hired me on the spot.

The branch of the library I was assigned to was small, housed in a converted Jenny Lind log house, and run by an elderly librarian who took a look at my fringed leather vest and miniskirt and said maybe I should dress more conservatively. for work. Everyone called this lady Miss M, and she ran that library like an admiral on a warship.

For me, work assignments were pretty basic: two days after school for two hours and four hours on Saturday morning, putting books on the shelves, and doing little library jobs.

The first day I reported, Miss M (and I say she was old; I remember her as a gouged-toothed witch, but she was probably no more than 55 years old) sat me down and told me exactly what she thought of young people. people (not many) and our horrible work ethic. Then he pointed to a cart full of books and told me to put them away. It took me about 45 minutes. When I informed him that I was done, he pulled out a list and went to check my work. In fact, he had typed a list of the returned books that had been in that cart, probably about 75 volumes. And he had done it with an old typewriter. This was before computers and book scanning to check or check out.

I will never forget following Miss M as she walked through the library, looking at each book. Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately), I had put all the books in their correct spaces. But she said I hadn't "lined up the edges" correctly and made me go through the entire library, matching the spines of the books to the edge of the shelves.

I worked in the library for about a year, my sophomore year and most of my junior year in high school. I kept complaining to my mother and wanting to quit, but my mother said it was good practice for the real world to deal with Miss M, and that I should try to earn the old bag. I really tried. I was never a minute late for work, I never sat at work and if I couldn't find anything to do I would grab a rag and dust off. Miss M made me clean the bathrooms (even though a janitor came every day to do that), washed the windows, vacuumed, cleaned the warehouse. At Christmas, I was able to put the Christmas decorations on, and that was kind of fun until Miss M told me that the decorations were not symmetrical and I had to remove them all and put them back.

I finally found another job at a local bank that paid more money, and I went to Miss M to give my notice. Imagine my surprise when tears came to her eyes and she said she would really miss me. Of course, they could have been tears of joy. But throughout college, every time he came home to visit, he would go to the library to visit Miss M, and she would always act like she was his long-lost daughter.

Miss M passed away when I was in law school and attended her funeral. I felt bad because there were so few people there. I think Miss M loved her library, but she never cared so much about people. I also think he probably liked her a lot, in his own way.

I have been living in the UAE for more than 5 years. When people come to visit, I tell them a little about life in the Middle East. Most of the people have a certain misperception about life in this region. It's not really that bad and to be honest I feel safer here than in Europe. Sorry I'm getting off topic.

When friends and family come, a common question is about the workers here. Many people are from India and Pakistan and tend to do the "lower level" jobs to support their families at home. Some of these jobs are, in my opinion, absolutely useless. Here some exa

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I have been living in the UAE for more than 5 years. When people come to visit, I tell them a little about life in the Middle East. Most of the people have a certain misperception about life in this region. It's not really that bad and to be honest I feel safer here than in Europe. Sorry I'm getting off topic.

When friends and family come, a common question is about the workers here. Many people are from India and Pakistan and tend to do the "lower level" jobs to support their families at home. Some of these jobs are, in my opinion, absolutely useless. Here are some examples:

  • Sweep the sand from the road back to the unpaved section of the sidewalk. After a little gust of wind, he gets back on the road and the guy starts over. (Source: Life in Dubai). Why not use a road sweeper?
  • The number of people who work in a store. Once we went to buy ice cream for the children and between 8 and 9 people welcomed us. The store was small and there wasn't much to do. Labor costs are low, so stores have a large number of people serving customers. Sometimes it is too much. (source: Glacio Shop | Glacio Ice Cream Specialties)
  • My all time favorite! When you park in one of the many shopping centers, you receive a ticket when you enter the parking lot. When you leave, as in other places and countries, you have these tic-tac machines, where you can put your ticket and the barrier opens. Not in the UAE! There is a person who takes the bill from your hand and puts it in the machine for you. ??????? Seriously? Note that parking is free in most places, so there would be no need for a barrier in the first place. (Source: Parking Ticket Vending Machine)

Please do not get me wrong. I think it's great that these people have jobs and can feed their families doing it. They are mostly friendly people who are willing to help, where they can. But the question was, the most useless jobs.

This job was very unusual, I worked in a Georgia state park and filled many positions including plumbing, ranger, riverboat operator, organizing and conducting concerts for VIP singers. Also mountain patrol and lake patrol and helped with the camp. I came across very funny situations. One of the funniest situations was at the lake. There was a huge long rock jutting out over the lake about eight feet high. It was called divers rock and it was back towards the middle of a deep cove. People like to bathe well. I was supposed to stop them and run

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This job was very unusual, I worked in a Georgia state park and filled many positions including plumbing, ranger, riverboat operator, organizing and conducting concerts for VIP singers. Also mountain patrol and lake patrol and helped with the camp. I came across very funny situations. One of the funniest situations was at the lake. There was a huge long rock jutting out over the lake about eight feet high. It was called divers rock and it was back towards the middle of a deep cove. People like to bathe well. He was supposed to stop them and drive them away because there was a beach to swim in. If the swimmers saw the rangers' boat coming, they would get out of the water and put on their bathing suits and lay down on the rock, SOL. Most of the time I left them alone. One Saturday around 11 in the morning there was a naked couple in the water. No one but them and on the rock there was a bottle of wine and some cheese. They weren't really causing any problems. Now, without losing sight, I noticed that a troop of Boy Scouts was heading towards them. I quickly took the boat out and politely told them they needed to get out and why. The beautiful young woman in her 20s came out right away. I really tried closing my eyes, which for some reason I couldn't. The boy stayed in the lake and then he called the girl to go back to the water, then he told me to take me to the F & $;) K and leave them alone. I QUICKLY SWITCHED TO PLAN B. I ran over to the Boy Scouts and told the Scoutmaster that there was a problem up ahead and that the area was closed. That solved that then I got a little closer to my pots and got out of the boat and sneaked up to the divers' rock and got there clothes, towel, wine, cheese and cookies without them knowing. I got back to the boat, called the park police. MY RADIO gave them a few minutes and then went back to my DIPPERS. I told them the park police were on their way and they were under arrest, indecent exposure, DUI on state property, interfering with an officer. The young woman began to cry. When the police arrived, the couple looked like Adam and Eve were hiding behind the bushes. They said someone stole clothes while they were in the water. You should have seen everyone's stares and the laughing police when I took the swimsuits out of the boat and said OR YOU BELONG TO THESE, I FOUND THEM IN THE FOREST AND PICKED THEM UP. IT SUITS YOU . I told the police I didn't want to press charges, just take your state park permit, take photos and if you get caught in the park breaking park rules, they will go see the judge. The girl said that I am not arrested, I said no and kissed me on the cheek. They were then escorted. I never saw them again. Lots of fun things.

Many of the government jobs are useless jobs. I have walked into so many offices where people are sitting doing nothing.

One place in particular was Rehabilitation Services. These were counselors who were supposed to help people find jobs that came from workers' compensation or had some type of mental or physical disability. These people were worth nothing! I contracted with them to help these people find work. I put all my heart into it. These women would find all the excuses in the world to prevent these people from being able to work. They were more concerned with when was the time

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Many of the government jobs are useless jobs. I have walked into so many offices where people are sitting doing nothing.

One place in particular was Rehabilitation Services. These were counselors who we were supposed to help people find jobs that came from workers' compensation or had some type of mental or physical disability. These people were worth nothing! I contracted with them to help these people find work. I put all my heart into it. These women would find all the excuses in the world to prevent these people from being able to work. They were more concerned about when it was lunchtime.

There are all kinds of government jobs that need to be eliminated! If there is no responsibility to achieve something and you spend most of your time chatting by the water cooler, your job should be eliminated!

In my humble opinion, these professions are useless for a company.

1. Director of information.

In a company where there are a lot of legacy systems and complicated plans to integrate them, yes, I can see where a CIO could be helpful. However, buying computing power over the web (ie "cloud computing") is a huge trend. Done right, it reduces the role of corporate computing to essentially maintaining an internal network and keeping PCs virus-free, something that hardly requires a C-level authority.

2. Director of Ethics.

As long as a publicly traded corporation is not breaking the law, it is breaking

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In my humble opinion, these professions are useless for a company.

1. Director of information.

In a company where there are a lot of legacy systems and complicated plans to integrate them, yes, I can see where a CIO could be helpful. However, buying computing power over the web (ie "cloud computing") is a huge trend. Done right, it reduces the role of corporate computing to essentially maintaining an internal network and keeping PCs virus-free, something that hardly requires a C-level authority.

2. Director of Ethics.

As long as a publicly traded corporation doesn't break the law, violate government regulations, or get hit by scandal, that corporation is legally bound to maximize profits ... even if that means outsourcing to unaudited supply chains that employ slave labor and spewing pollutants that kill children. Given that "business ethics" is an obvious oxymoron, what is the point of paying a C-level executive to be accountable for it?

3. Director of operations.

Maybe I am missing something here, but if there is a CEO, why pay a COO? On the contrary, if there is a COO, why pay a CEO? The same is true of companies that have a CEO and a president. Some companies have all three! So who really runs the company? I say: take your fucking mind, decide who the real boss is, and ditch the highly paid deadweight.

4. Change catalyst.

These tapeworms from the corporate world cling to the management fad of the day and then take their money by hosting silly meetings, writing unreadable reports, and giving unwanted / unnecessary advice. By positioning themselves as "catalysts" they clearly remove themselves from any real responsibility for the results. On the other hand, if something good happens, they can say they were "catalyzing" the change. Yeah right.

5. Market strategist.

A company needs a market strategy, there is no doubt. But that doesn't mean you need a full-time person (let alone a team) to establish that strategy over and over again. Strategy is a long-term commitment and once it is established, the challenge is to implement that strategy. However, to justify its existence, the market strategist must constantly modify the strategy, making tactical execution difficult or even impossible.

6. Industry analysts

These are the people who work for companies like Gartner, IDC, and the trove of smaller boutique firms. I have met some analysts who are very smart, but their opinions are often influenced by who is buying a subscription to their research, and I have seen them "whip" sellers who do nothing. If you have the money to spend on "personalized research," you can have industry analysts say just about what you want.

7. High-tech reporter.

As someone who has been a high-tech reporter (that's what I did before I became a full-time blogger), I can say with some authority that many people who write professionally about high-tech businesses often have very little business experience.

I have to go soon for this one, you'll understand.

I worked as a computer programmer for a multinational company. The AVP hired me and assigned me a real sexist manager. He was the quintessential misogynistic pig and he still works there.

Being a boy, he didn't want me on his team. I was the only boy on his team. I must say that he had some of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. But, most of them were as dumb as a post. Imagine a team of "silly jokes about blondes." They would get jobs and be called to the team leaders office. One of them slept with him.

I was there less than a year. I received * NO *

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I have to go soon for this one, you'll understand.

I worked as a computer programmer for a multinational company. The AVP hired me and assigned me a real sexist manager. He was the quintessential misogynistic pig and he still works there.

Being a boy, he didn't want me on his team. I was the only boy on his team. I must say that he had some of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. But, most of them were as dumb as a post. Imagine a team of "silly jokes about blondes." They would get jobs and be called to the team leaders office. One of them slept with him.

I was there less than a year. I received * NO * work. He had a desk blotter that was graph paper. I spent days coloring the little squares with red and black markers until I had a huge 2 foot by 3 foot chess board.

I just didn't come one day and he never called. I don't think he even realized that he had lost me. Since I was there for such a short time, I changed the dates on my resume to make it look like my last job was several months longer and I started my next job much earlier.

Lesson learned. When a person attends an interview, take a good look at who their co-workers will be.

It was my first job that I don't normally mention on my resume.

I worked there for 3 months and it was horrible.

When I went to ask my boss for a project that I could work on, he told me that I needed to read a file in one format and print the data in a completely different format. He told me that it is a very difficult problem to solve and that I need to finish it in 3 months, otherwise it will affect my performance review.

I used two primitive "C" functions called scanf and printf and finished the project in about 5 minutes. I was so excited and went to my boss who will be very happy that the

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It was my first job that I don't normally mention on my resume.

I worked there for 3 months and it was horrible.

When I went to ask my boss for a project that I could work on, he told me that I needed to read a file in one format and print the data in a completely different format. He told me that it is a very difficult problem to solve and that I need to finish it in 3 months, otherwise it will affect my performance review.

I used two primitive "C" functions called scanf and printf and finished the project in about 5 minutes. I was so excited and went to see my boss who will be very happy that I finished the job so quickly. He got very angry with me because if I can finish the 3-month project in 5 minutes, where will he find the ideas for new projects?

I was really disappointed with the feedback I received from my boss. He was so mad that I was getting the job done so quickly that he assigned me another job. He put me in charge of the workers, responsible for building telecommunications switches for telephone exchanges.

I was the supervisor of about 60 workers and most of them were girls. When I went to take on my new responsibility, I realized that most of the girls knit sweaters instead of making switches.

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I got really mad and told them they can't knit sweaters during work hours.

There was a union of workers in the office and all the girls went on strike.

I was forced to publicly apologize to everyone.

That was the last straw that broke the camel's back. I left the company and joined another for half the salary and double the hours I had to work.

The best decision I have made in my professional life!

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About ten years ago I lived in Seoul, South Korea, probably one of the most appearance-conscious societies on the planet.

In downtown Seoul there are a number of high-end department stores with basement parking controlled by a typical automatic ticket barrier. The usual exercise: roll down the window, take the ticket, raise the barrier and enter the parking lot.

Except this is Seoul. Standing next to the ticket machine is an impeccably dressed and perfectly made-up young lady. As you approach the barrier, their job is to wave their hands to welcome you. Then press the button at t

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About ten years ago I lived in Seoul, South Korea, probably one of the most appearance-conscious societies on the planet.

In downtown Seoul there are a number of high-end department stores with basement parking controlled by a typical automatic ticket barrier. The usual exercise: roll down the window, take the ticket, raise the barrier and enter the parking lot.

Except this is Seoul. Standing next to the ticket machine is an impeccably dressed and perfectly made-up young lady. As you approach the barrier, their job is to wave their hands to welcome you. You then press the button on the ticket machine, remove the ticket, hand it to you, and then bow or bow as you walk through the barrier.

Because getting your own ticket out of the machine is so working class.

Once you enter the parking lot, you will need to find a free space. Strategically positioned across the parking lot are several stylish young men, generally wearing safari jackets and hats. Your job is to point out the empty spaces. But pointing alone would be boring, so they develop a complex series of hand-shake gestures and dances to point toward an empty space - essentially a more masculine and energetic version of the hand flapping that welcomed him into the parking lot at the first place. Presumably this helps alleviate the overwhelming tedium of doing work that can be done properly with an LED.

The video below will give you an idea of ​​the stylized futility of these poor people's jobs. Notice that the first vehicle to pass the attendant is a delivery truck!

I don't think I've ever had a useless job. I worked at Kentucky Fried Chicken and learned that greasy hard work is fun and rewarding, but I would never want to do that for the rest of my life. I worked at a grocery store and worked my way through high school and college, meeting some of the smartest people I've ever met who made grocery shopping their career. But I also learned that I didn't want to work so hard. I had to take a big pay cut to work in the tech industry as a computer programmer. I learned that I loved technology and got involved in the industry like a duck overboard.

I apologize

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I don't think I've ever had a useless job. I worked at Kentucky Fried Chicken and learned that greasy hard work is fun and rewarding, but I would never want to do that for the rest of my life. I worked at a grocery store and worked my way through high school and college, meeting some of the smartest people I've ever met who made grocery shopping their career. But I also learned that I didn't want to work so hard. I had to take a big pay cut to work in the tech industry as a computer programmer. I learned that I loved technology and got involved in the industry like a duck overboard.

I apologize for not answering your question about the second most useless job I've ever had, but I see the world differently than most because every job I've had was definitely not useless, but I did learn some very valuable lessons from every job.

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