Or: Nasty ass stuff that you have had to do or come into contact with as part of your job.
Recently I started working as an engineer with a state department of air quality. One of the functions of this institution is to listen to complaints citizens have about something that they feel is affecting the local air quality. Like someone burning trash, or a factory not doing what it is supposed to do.
Today I, as part of my training, helped investigate a complaint against a factory.
This factory is a chicken rendering facility.
You see, a chicken rendering facility takes all the bits of chicken that the slaughter houses and meat preparation facilities don't want. Like tiny bits of meat, for instance. Or feet, beaks, eyes, feathers, blood. Or chicken meat that was not processed in time and is therefore no longer fit for human consumption. Or chickens that died before the slaughterhouses.
And then they cook it.
The smell is both spectacular and terrible. Chicken waste being pressed, crunched, boiled, crushed, and ground. Chicken blood and feathers being cooked together to form some terrifying amalgam of awful that is probably being fed to your dog right now. Although what made me almost wretch was seeing the workers move tiny mountains of bloody chicken remains with bulldozers. That was pretty rough.
So what stories of terrible awful things that are also job related do you have, SE++?
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Gross.
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Fucking hell it sucks.
it isn't fun, and the pay sucks
I do not know why or what it was that made it so. It was a keyboard never used, but another show was using 4 other keyboards, so this was the only one we had left in the school of theater.
Luckily an ASM cleaned it off for me.
Word, dogg.
That was a pretty bad day.
I think everyone in the entire building needs to eat more fiber.
I hope you have like an industrial bottle of Purel.
I have a few in my house.
After you've had a day full of blood and cowshit sometimes soap doesn't feel like enough.
I've had to wade knee deep in sewage
I've had to work elbow deep in Kodak toner, my skin was jet black for almost a solid week
I've had to clean out paint pits in the Mitsubishi plant, I coughed up purple sludge for two days and my hands and arms were purpleish for 2 weeks
I had to clean out steam tunnels of giant raccoons and rats and hobo leavings.
I've had to take care of hogs.
I don't care how old I am, stuff like this will ALWAYS be funny to me.
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Burnt mayonnaise? That's uh... quite a distinct and specific smell.
Also what cap said. I will always laugh at poop stories, for as long as I live. Always. The more articulate and detailed they are, the more hilarious they are.
I work in a seafood restaurant too, and some guy had a bad reaction to his meal somehow and proceded to hurl more than I have ever seen. It was pretty nasty but hell if I was gonna clean it up.
There used to be a little kid that used to always come in to a small family restaurant I worked at a few years ago, and when he decided he didn't like his food, he'd spit entire MOUTHFULS out under the table. Unfortunately, I was the one who had to clean it up. And spend a summer washing dishes and you'll never think about shoving your hand into nasty food ever again.
i know everybody thinks pigs are muddy and everything
but hogs are filthy, filthy creatures
I'VE HAD TO CLEAN POOP FROM THE INSIDE OF A CORPSES ASSHOLE WITH MY TONGUE!
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People at work were seriously wondering why I was laughing so hard.
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That reminds me of when i was about 19 and doin the bachelor livin thing. in my apt I had cheese, taco shells, pace salsa, tapatio salsa and some chili lime powder.
I mixed these things together and turned it into a meal once. The bad part was I had about half a bowl filled with salsa, the other half was cheese. I microwaved it and mixed it up.
I only had about four taco shells. Man that was one of the more terrible ideas I had.
I grew up in the country
everything but the plant and the printing jobs were fairly standard shit
and the last item everyone knows was probably the worst.
i dont know
ive lived in the country and i dont remember ever having to walk around in sewage
i grew up in the country
live in the country
it's not like the city where all the shit goes into the pipes and out of sight out of mind
out here shit is just all over the place
also this one time when i worked for the parks in los angeles county a pressurized sewage line broke on state property and leaked like thousands of gallons of raw sewage into a creek. the treatment plant had to hire guys who had like a truck sized vacuum to clean it up, and we (the biologists) had to monitor the situation
the smell
dear lord it was worse than being in one of those large scale pig barns
i worked with this one dude who was like a tick magnet
like we'd walk under some trees
i'd walk under, no problem
he'd walk under and i could hear them falling off of branches to get at him
at the end of the day he would always have like five times as many ticks on him as me.
One day, I was put in charge of trash detail with a couple of other guys. I head behind the Marine Corps barracks to throw my bag into the dumpster and spot a trash bag that's apparently been torn open by the local wildlife. I figure it's gonna be food or something but as I get closer, I realize that it is a small trash bag fulls of used condoms. These condoms have been chewed on and scattered all over the parking lot. I walked away in disgust and refused to do trash detail ever again.
I also worked in the gym for a while, checking IDs and handing out towels. We got a complaint about a dude from a couple of people so I had to go tell the guy that his balls were hanging out of his super tiny shorts whenever he got on the bench press and we needed him to leave. There was also the guy that smelled like piss that would come up to the counter and talk to us.
Septic tile broke when a truck drove over it, flooding a ditch until someone drove back out there and noticed it.
Had to climb in and replace the tile.
I would fuck that guy
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I shudder at the thought that one of my coworkers went in and did not come back for a half hour.