Oh, the worst one I've had was working in a shoe factory. I only did it for two months, between my junior and senior year of high school. We made loafers... every color you could imagine... yellow, blue, pink, red, black, brown, white, butterscotch, wine...
My job was officially called 'line inspector'. I'd inspect the shoes before soles were put on, making sure they were the same length, width, heigth, and making sure the insoles were glued in properly. It was terribly hot inside the factory. I got mad one day because the shoes they were sending down the line weren't making grade. I'd send them back, and sooner or later the same pair of shoes would end up at inspection, still with the same problems. After awhile, I just couldn't take it. I hit the switch to shut the line off and the supervisor came running over. We got into an argument and I ended up telling him where he could put his colorful loafers, then I walked out.
Still, it sounds like a picnic, next to Watchman's job.
Cathy
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