Hammer Time - King of Shit Jobs
A few years ago I used to work in a toll booth. I used to sit in a fucking freezing little box, taking 12p (what an awkward fucking amount) off motorists and pressing a button that raised a mechanical lever.

Now this wasn't like the relatively hi-tech M6 toll near Birmingham or anything, it was literally a tiny fucking box with a mechanical barrier. I used to do a night shift on Wednesdays, and had to count up all the 10p's and the 2p's, write the amount down, and push the money and the total amount written down all through some guy's tiny fucking letter box at the end of the night. This guy, if you're interested, owned the toll bridge barrier thing, and it was his job to send all the money off to the Manchester council.

This guy hated me. Why? Because he knew that I knew I was far too good for the job, that I was only doing it for a bit of money, and that I was the type of person to drop the job if someone fucked me off, and not just take it like most of the other retards that worked there.

My next shift - the guy comes in tiny fucking box whilst I'm hurredly taking money off people (huge queue)
Guy : "Errrrrr..... Hammer Time, I'm a BIT annoyed...." (he always started convo's like this)
Me : "Oh really? Why?"
Guy : "I don't like the scruffy way you shove the money through my letter box at the end of the Wednesday shift."
I look at my hands which have scabs on the knuckles because his letter box is that small.
Me : "How else can I do it?"
Guy : "Well, no-one else has any problems"

I rang him up later and told him I wasn't going to go in anymore. No apologies for length, that really was a fucking horrible job, and I've not even described half of the probs I had. And it STILL wasn't as bad as when I worked in a lawyer's office in Manchester last summer ... but that's a story for another time.

EDIT : oh yeah, just remembered - there was a particularly bad car crash near the toll booth, so I raised the barrier to let any firemen/ambulances get through and went to talk to this guy who ran the toll bridge.
Me : "Sorry to bother you (it was quite late) but there's been a car crash, is there any chance you could ring for a fire engine or something?"
Guy : (totally ignoring what I just said) "Who's looking after my toll bridge?"
Me : "Erm... no-one... but..."
Guy : "H.T., you can't just abandon your post."
Abandon your fucking post?!?
What a selfish wanker he really was. I defy anyone to come up with a worse job than that fucking heap of shit.
(Hammer Time, Tue 17 May 2005, 10:25, Reply)