I think Colpy is the only one that even comes close ... although Sassylassie's job of vomit detail has to be pretty sick ... but I still have you all beat .... so far..
Most Insane Job, (the one I had before the one I have now):
AMJ Campbell Local Driver, city of Toronto...
Start work 6 am (although I would only get paid by the job) so until I left for the customers place at 7:30 am I was working for free... Fight morning rush hour in Toronto to get to clients, (btw... Moving is considered as stressful as divorce). Try and Park a massive 46 foot straight truck or an 18 wheeler (53' trailer) into spot a Honda Civic would be hard pressed to get into. Hand load with 2 other guys anywhere from 10,000 to 35,000 lbs of peoples crap into a truck or trailer that was 6 feet to short to fit it all... then fight traffic again to get to destination... then unload everything we had just previously loaded - at this point it is usually anywhere from 12 to 18 hours since I left the yard at 7:30 am.. only occasionally did we ever have time to stop for a meal... most of the time... people are real jackoffs to move... no tip, no offer of pizza, most times believe it or not... not even a single thank you... then head back through more traffic to the yard and just 5 min away get the call we are needed to relieve some other poor bastard that had it worse than we did that day... and then show up at the dispatch office for 6:30am for another fine day... I worked 7 days a week for almost a year.. most days were an average of 16 hours... anyone who does that or has do that ... has my respect. Special Forces ain't got nothin on a mover/driver in the city of Toronto (or other large city).
NOT FOR THE WEAK OF STOMACH...
Most Disgusting Job, (my current job):
Thank the good Lord this is only a small aspect of my current job... but i still do this about once a month and several times in one day when it does happen.
I install wastewater depth, flow and velocity loggers....
Sounds pretty good so far...
First I set up traffic control (if needed) and then dress my self in a set of chest waders, latex gloves, a fall arrest harness, hard hat, and gas detector... next i lift off the manhole lid and hook onto the tripod & winch assembly (there is always an attendant present while an entrant decends the egress). I climb down anywhere from 6 feet to 45 feet into the wonderful world of sanitary sewers. There are so many ways to die in a Confined Space... but sanitary sewers are absolutely the worst... 300 parts per million of Hydrogen Sulfide will kill you in 30 seconds. And to go another step further, you gotta watch out for the infamous "Sewer Flu"... Yes it is actually worse than what it sounds like... try vomitting and the runs... every 10-20 min for 2-3 days solid... here's where it gets nasty...
When down there at the bottom of the chamber the sensor must be manually screwed to a ring the same size as the invert it is being installed in... very difficult to do with gloves... so they come off... next (remember to put gloves back on... like it helps) and compress the ring to fit into the upstream invert (direction the raw human waste is coming from) and push it as far up the flow of feces and other oddities as far has your arms will stretch and to further complicate things... make sure the sensor on the ring is dead center at the maximum depth of the flow. I have taken full showers of raw human waste among other things many times...all over my face, head, body, arms, etc. (extreme scat), I have emerged from the under street adventures with used condoms and tampons stuck to my arms and chest... and if the flow is massive and the invert big enough... the only way the ring can be installed is by something we in the business call "Sewer Surfing", where by you stand on the ring and surf it while compressing it in approximately anywhere from 1 to 6 billion gallons per hour of the nastiest ooze you can imagine... the best part is the smell... it stays in your nose for at least a week...
So the next time you hang a coiler ... think there may just be someone down there on the receiving end of it ... and it may just be me.... God I Love My Job!
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