Over one of our dinners at #HRevolution, we got talking about our worst jobs ever. I shared a story of perhaps my worst moment. I worked in a dry cleaners through high school and college. Great hours, very flexible, tons of locations – I could work as much or as little as I wanted or needed. But it was hard work.
We had all kinds of fascinating experiences. The best, or worst, was the woman who brought in a large trash bag filled with sleeping bags. She set it down and announced to the lobby to no one in particular, these are my kids’ sleeping bags. They all came home from camp with lice. So there are probably lice here, too. Can you get rid of the lice?
We all froze. No one said a word. I was thinking, sure we can get rid of the lice if you pick up the bags and walk out. But I didn’t. Even then, I was the consummate professional (ha) and told her to just leave the bag on the floor. We will take care of it.
We made our driver take the bag. I called the department of health.
Then there is the cocaine story. But that’s another post. Care to share your worst job ever?