What is the worst job in the world?

I’ve shoveled chicken shit, and I am never going to do that again.

As for Telephone Technical Support - that is what I do, and I love it.
But this is really technical stuff - I get to play Sherlock on other peoples networks, and the internet, chasing packets and cracking code. Best job choice I ever made.
I even enjoy the “layer 8” issues - I get to educate.

One man’s meat …

The Queen’s Guard and the Life Guards are drawn from regular duty soldiers, and I bet defending Her Majesty beats slogging through a canyon in Afghanistan (though British operations there are over). Anyway, they are allowed to talk - how else do you think they guard things? Plus, they only stand two hour posts, and “all weathers” in London really aren’t that bad. This is a city whose airports were shut down by three inches of snow a few years ago; the weather is pretty mild.

Outgoing telemarketing was by far the worst job I’ve ever had, and I had every terrible job that didn’t involve fecal matter when I was in college.

…is one chicken’s surprise.

Maybe with a nice sound effect…? [Arnold Schwarzenegger] “You’ve just been erased…!” [/Arnold Schwarzenegger]

Staff Chaplain for the SDMB

Probably a lot more than just one chicken if he works the job all day every day.

I’ve had hundreds of hours in Army helicopters but nope, nope, nope.

German sausage-maker.

You reminded me of one I can add: coroner

As best I can figure, it takes a special kind of person to do jobs like this. For example, I used to work in a 911 dispatch agency and would occasionally jack in with a dispatcher. One day I was doing this and someone called in the death of a baby and asked for a coroner (in that jurisdiction, you’re not dead until a coroner says so). When my dispatcher rang up the coroner and said he needed to report to a dead baby call, the coroner said, and I quote: “Cool!” :eek: After we hung up, my dispatcher shook his head and said “that guy’s not right”.

Jesus. You’d think he would at least have some kind of trolly. He’s just crawling along the wires.

Personally, I’d find it unpleasant to make sausages from people of any nationality.

How did she feel about it? Sometimes, people get a real sense of helping and purpose from jobs like that. I wouldn’t want to do it, but I understand that’s what gets them through.

I’m not easily grossed out, being a nurse, but I don’t know how one accepts the sewer diver job, except at gunpoint.

If I’m ever a prostitute, there’s a good chance I’ll be ending my life sometime soon. So, that’s probably my personal worst. I could come back from shit scuba. Not that.

Speaking of oncology and the coroner, a while back I read a book about SIDS which included a chapter about a doctor who is considered one of the worldwide experts on that subject.

When she was in med school, she thought she wanted to be an oncologist, because she loved learning about cancer, and the night before her oncology rotation, she felt like a little kid on Christmas Eve and couldn’t wait to show up. Her preceptor introduced himself, and then told her that there was a woman down the hall who had a type of cancer that no matter what they did would kill her in a matter of weeks. She walked in, and there was a healthy-looking woman in her 40s who was sitting there with her husband, and several children who were about her age. The faucets promptly turned on, and she sobbed uncontrollably while delivering the news to this woman, who she had never seen before and who proceeded to put her arms around her and said, “It’s OK. It’s not your fault. I’M the one who’s sick. There’s nothing for you to cry about” and this was when she learned she wasn’t cut out to be an oncologist. She found out later that her preceptor had done this on purpose to see if she was.

Being a pathologist and medical examiner gave her plenty of opportunity to study cancer without having to interact directly with the patients, and in the meantime, she had made some important discoveries WRT SIDS and that’s what she was best known for.

One of my nieces, who is currently in high school, has wanted to be a doctor since she was very young, and as of right now, she wants to work for Doctors Without Borders. The good news is that I think she has what it takes to do that. The bad news is - yeah, the same thing. :o

I really would not want to be a drain shovellor removing congealed fat.

I would not mind this one at all. Our roles are clearly defined, none of the social interaction crap and figuring people out. I’ve never felt like I hated the toll collector – what’s to hate? The only issue would be it’s a job that will be phased out any year now.