Recently, a twitter friend of mine TJ Shay asked me if I would be interested in participating in writing a blog entry for the Worst Job Meme. I immediately agreed! And, then wondered what the heck a meme was. A few mild discussions later and some web research and I am ready to go! So be sure to follow the links to the other blogs! The people who I am tagging are: Kelly Christopherson aka - kwhobbes, Sara VanAbel, and Kyle Lichtenwald.
I have to admit…I certainly have had a lot of bad jobs. In fact, I have had so many bad jobs that I am not quite sure what I should include in this post. Should I reveal company names? Work interactions? Filings with the Department of Labor? There really are so many options as to what direction this could go in. Next, I began to wonder if I should pick a few things from just one location that I have worked at or if it would be better to choose a couple of different things from more than one job that I have had in the past. Sadly, I have too many options to choose from when it comes to this particular topic.


For me, one of the more difficult aspects of this meme challenge is determining which of these “worst jobs” have lessons that can be applied toward my future teaching positions (although I am sure that I will find plenty of parallels once I am working regularly in the classroom). Enough with the explanations, I could go on for days explaining the rationals that I used to write this blog post, let’s just get down to the nitty-gritty!
The official question for this meme is as follows: Looking back on your life, what was the “worst job” you ever had that ironically helped prepare you to one day become an educator?

One of the worst jobs I have ever had also happens to be one of the most fun jobs I have ever had. What are the odds of that?! When I was just eighteen, I managed to get myself hired to work at an oldies rock & roll radio station as a fill-in disc jockey. I always used to joke that if they had given me a test about the music they played (or pretty much any music for that matter), they would have never hired me. Although I appreciate music and enjoy listening to it, I have a tendency not to know who any of the artists are, what the lyrics are, etc. Despite these obvious short comings, apparently I had a knack for talking to myself on the air because I was soon given my own night show and was even promoted to New Director, a job that I was completely unqualified for, in just a few short months. Despite my hesitations, I wound up taking the position anyway. At that time, anything more than minimum wage ($4.25/hour) was great! Awesome job, right? Well…not quite. The owner of the station was a bit bizarre and always set-up the new hire to be the “watch dog” of the work place. It was that whole “you are my eyes and ears” kind of thing. Of course, even though I done some community theatre with one of my colleagues, the staff still did not trust me because of what had been done in the past. Could you blame them? This is my first lesson: Trust is not automatic. It must be earned. If you expect your students to trust you, then you have to prove you are worthy of that trust and sometimes it takes time (and A LOT of proving).
The worst part about this job was how it ended. The owner took me into the breakroom, which happened to be open to all the other rooms in the office because there were no doorways. He sat me down and told meright there and then (mind you, I was 18 and half the staff was within ear shot), “If you fail, that will cause this station to fail which will cause my other two businesses to fail and my wife to divorce me.” Needless to say, I quit on the spot and left crying. Well, technically I put in my notice for the end of the week - but it was Thursday anyway. My second lesson: Be prepared for the consequences that your actions may bring. Always have a plan B, just in case you need it (and a plan C or D if you want to really be prepared because you just never know what might happen). This can easily be applied to a situation when technology isn’t quite your friend in the classroom or even when you have a sub for the day.

One of the more recent “worst jobs” that I have had was working at a company that handles global immigration. I really must admit that my co-workers were really special to me while working here. After all, if it was not for the support that we were able to give one another, then none of us would have ever survived; however, management did leave quite a bit to be desired. Although the owners touted “low” turnover, in the twenty months I worked there we went through nearly as many employees in an office which consisted of only fifteen people. As more and more of my friends and colleagues began taking anti-depressants and high blood-pressure medication, I should have realized there was even more of a problem than I believed there to be. Of course, hindsight is 20/20. My fourth lesson: Be sure to let those around you know how much you appreciate them and care for them, particularly in the most difficult of times. If a complement is deserved, be sure to voice it. It is the little things that make such a difference in how we treat one another. Don’t let others get away with anything less. I think this will be reflected in my classroom expectations of how we interact with one another.
Oftentimes the majority of the staff worked six or seven days each week frequently putting in twelve or more hours each day. At one point, staff members were made to feel guilty if they left the office on time at the end of the day. This scenario generally included a comment such as “Must be nice to leave early” (insert glance at watch here). There was one manager that we called “Hitlery” (her name was Hillary), I am sure you can gather enough ideas from your own imagination to understand why. For me, the kicker was when I had my gall bladder removed and dreamt that I snuck back to the office to do some work on my cases so they would not find out I was gone. In this dream my supervisor even helped to smuggle me back into the office. I cannot tell you how realistic this dream was. Needless to say, I left the company within just a couple of months. My fourth lesson: In all that you do, make sure it is something that you can believe in and take pride in. The outcome of your efforts should be for the good of something or someone that is of importance to you. This is part of why I’ve decided to become a teacher and something that I hope to instill in my students in relation to both classroom activities and things they do outside of the classroom.

While I can say that there are a few jobs I may wish to change various aspects of, I can also say that I definitely learned something from them and each of them have had a hand in creating the person that I have become. Hopefully, I will be able to impart some of this “wisdom” to my future students as they sit in my classroom and listen to the stories of my past experiences.