Worked for a telecomms company. Was compelled to move to the extreme South West for her family reasons.
No job, no transport, no public transport. All I could get in the way of jobs (in the town that she was happy being back amongst her bretherenfolk)was the dole for 6 months, then the holiday season happened for Cornwall. I sunk to my lowest, applied and I won the position to scrape together a paltry wage (before national minimum wage) which was about £119 a week.

I was picking up the wage for an officially chosen Theme Park Ride Operator job at Flambards in Helston. I only got pre-empted up as an operator (in favour of some long-standing guy who was hoping to elevate by meritocracy from bin collector via time served) because I had A-levels which meant I was a better bet at understanding health and safety rules. That did not make me popular.

Got out before the end of the season because a real job turned up in electronics that I could actually get to on a day to day basis. That job is a low point that, while not having to suck cocks or work at a call centre, was my absolute nadir.
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