Church/heritage centre...
Under a job description of IT Accounts administrator, where i spent roughly 95% of the time making cups of tea for groups of around 25 people (the place also operated as a conference center), taking food hygene lessons from a gawky old christian biddy with dyed red hair (putting biscuits on plates, and being the joey who collected dinner for everyone from the sandwich shop across the road.) I was taking orders from serious christians (which pissed me off, because i'm atheist), and had to endulge myself in lengthy chat about their heathen jargen with the vicars who came for two conferences over the two weeks...I honestly can't remember what we talked about though. The people at the conferences were worse; fat, balding, sweaty, middle aged men who all came down at 11am for a cup of tea/coffee. All seemed well up to the point where one jokester tried to be the life of the party by pronouncing 'coffee' in a new yorker accent...I poured his coffee with spite and a sachet of sugar.

Shortly considered leaving after this moment.

I also got to put endless amounts of letters in envelopes and deliver them to the post office.
I got back at them all on the last day by laying a fresh turd in the toilets and keeping it there to rot for ever and ever and ever.

The IT guys there were alright though as i felt comfy talking to people who lead a life of technology and probably spend their time at work dossing around on forums.

Edit: The turd is no longer there as far as i know, and i stole a stapler and two ink cartridges which i burned when drunk, later.
(Snailfighter Mk VIII MASTER of the bits underneath the ledges on fences, Thu 10 May 2007, 14:19, Reply)