Sitting in Michael's Lap
I, thankfully, have never had a bad job as such. Just utterly frustrating ones. I should never be allowed in retail...apparently I'm meant to tell the customer what they want to hear and not the truth.
My view on success in retail (in this case women's clothing) can be summarized in one little blurb. It isn't about the answer, it's about rephrasing the question:
Customer: "Do I look fat in this dress?"
Average Salesperson: "Erm ..." (translation: yes)
Saavy Salesperson (acting surprised): "Did you just ask me if that dress makes you look fat?"
Saavy Salesperson: "No, of course not."
Truth, of course, because the dress has nothing to do with making them look fat. It's the extra 50 pounds they're sporting that makes them look fat! *evil grin*
As an aside, I don't work in retail.
Worst job? Waitressing in a restaurant frequented by retired personages. Occasionally rewarding, but most often consisting of 8 hours of the pickiest and most miserly persons for miles around.
Though I agree with whomever said the job of the originating poster takes the proverbial cake ...