My Job Sucks! A Collection of Rants About Work

Do you find yourself saying "I really hate my job"? You could say your job sucks, perhaps? Can't take it anymore? Maybe your coworkers are so ridiculous it's funny? Bring it on! Read rants from frustrated workers and the official worldwide union of job haters. Whether you had a bad day or every day is a bad day, we'd like to hear about it. You won't even be charged for this career therapy session. What's your story?

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Dishwashing

You guys are pussies. AW, I have to sit in front of a computer, and make decent money? How painful and excruciating. Try what I do, then go back to your old job, you’ll love it. Dishwashing. Yes, dishwashing. I work 6 days a week, 9+ hour shifts without a break. Paid horribly, and I can hardly get out of bed on my days off from being exhausted. Anyway, I’d like to continue more, but I have to go get

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I Love It

Oh, no, I love it when you want to help me out. Love it. I love it even more when it is an command sponsored volunteer activity–since you are then helping me look good for my bosses, helps you get some good volunteer time, and we both get to help the community. And you know what I really love? When you don’t show up for two weeks in a row. Love it! I love getting a call on Friday night

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Death March

I was reading the rants on here…and none of them…NONE…even comes close to the death march I continue every day with some of the most vile blood sucking leech idiots one could ever work with! Just being around them makes me want to shoot myself in the head….or…uhh…maybe my foot. They aren’t worth dieing over…but I’d definitely shoot my damn foot over the job!!! F&^%$ it is like stapling my tounge to the ass of a goat…every damn day..that is

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Crap Jobs

Crap Jobs, they are everywhere and anywhere, and for most of them you need a post-secondary education!! I saw an administrative assistant position advertised which asked for a degree!  The only thing you need a degree for in that job is when your typing up your letter of resignation. I mean the irony of it all. Many of us attend university and college to learn about such wonderful things as politics, history, art etc. (you know what I’m talking about).

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Goodbye World

Call Centre – can you imagine? Utterly soul destroying. Someone called me the other day and told me their cat had died… given that we sell Broadband I was unprepared to respond. The young girl next to me is actually about to stab herself in the face with a lit cigarrette. I feel for her, I really do. I don’t smoke so I’m just going to have to bite my wrists in the bathroom. Goodbye world

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Typical Office Job

I hate my job so much!!!!!! It’s so freakin’ boring and it doesn’t even challenge me! I am always done with all my workload months before anyone else finishes and I sit here trying to slow down so that I will have work to do other days but it just makes me even more bored. I can even go and help others with their workload or try and take initiative and do other work because people get mad that you

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Open Office

Were I to sum up the total experience of my daily work environment in one word/phrase, I’d have to say open office. As in no cubicles, no walls, no sound proofing and no barriers whatsoever against any and all who feel like camping out for a while or reading my computer screen. This sucks but would overall be manageable over time if it werent for one teensy little detail. My bosses, (of which there are 5), made and continue to

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Office Party

Christmas is the time of year to celebrate with the amazing group of lovable friends we sometimes call coworkers. I’ve been to my share of office Xmas parties, each lame in their own special way. The only thing that makes these parties remotely bearable is the open bar. Open bar, dude Not only can you get hammered to the point where you can’t understand everyone’s incessant rambling, you also get the added benefit of observing your coworkers at their finest.

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Office Bitch

There is usually at least one of these in each office and I am lucky enough to possess the title. And when I mean office bitch I am talking about the person who does everyone’s bitch work….not “the bitch” in the office. Why can’t people stuff and mail their own personal crap. Its like they move up on the ladder and forget what a frickin’ post office or mail box is for. “Oh, can you scan this for me….because I’m

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No Sympathy

So let’s say a girl sprains her ankle. The fact that she sprained said ankle 3 jello shots and 5 beers in on a Saturday before noon at a kickball tournament is inconsequential. The ankle is sprained. She cannot begin to contemplate putting weight on her left foot for about 48 hours. During this 48 hours her living room is transformed into an obstacle course requiring all of her furniture to line up just so such that she could support

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