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Seriously: If you value it, take/fetch it yourself
I'd managed to bury my memory of doing the same as a summer vac. job. Thanks for reminding me, it's up there with the worst.
Curiously, a couple of of the most difficult times I've had have been bumping into employment with no work to be done, but visible presence required.
The last was a reasonably paid research job.
But with no desk, let alone office, computer or secretarial support (NHS), I could generate about one contact a day, which took up an hour. The rest was compulsory presenteeism with nowhere to hide.
I couldn't take the stress, and had to quit for sanity's sake.
Seriously: If you value it, take/fetch it yourself
Which led me on to a temping job at Dixon's Financial Services in Harrow.... a data input role ("you like playing with computers, don't you Rob?") which involved punching postcodes into a PC for eight hours a day - for about four quid an hour.
I think I lasted about five weeks...and that was only because there was a Burger King nearby, so I could have a decent lunch every day. But the job was mind numbing, the people were absolute crunts... oh, and I was accused of racism for listening to NWA.
Once I spent two weeks as part of a group of temps reworking 10000 Samsung monitors that had been sent to the UK with American plugs. They needed some resoldering too. The two Koreans overseeing the work spoke no english. Samsung drafted in someone from their Dutch office as translator, as he was part Korean. Turns out he spoke very little Korean, and less English. He insisted his name was Prince. If they had their way they would have worked us all day without breaks. That didn't happen. One of the temps was 6ft+ rugbytype and towered over them. Break negotiations went well for us. I was one of only two who did the full two weeks. As a "prize" we were rewarded with a "noodle bowl" each, which was basically a Korean pot noodle. It gave me the shits. £2.50 /hr.
Did two weeks during a summer heatwave 3 storeys up inside a warehouse scraping soot off the inside of a warehouse after a fire... sweat rolling off every inch wearing all over plasticy coveralls and leaning over the abyss on a platform that would sway as you scrub... several years on I still probably find soot from that job... such filth, many wow.
Warehouse job so tedious that I went a bit loopy, and almost swung a punch at a co-worker before deciding it was time to leave ...
When I was a young'un I worked evenings in the cinema and felt it was pretty soul destroying to see your friends out for a good time while you worked. Though the reality was I had a load of fun at work most of the time thanks to the people I was working with, so it was only some low moments really.
Ooh, a data entry temp job where you were literally not permitted to chat at all, even if you were working at a decent pace. There was no music, and you weren't allowed to wear headphones. just silently tapping away. I didn't go back after a few days