The job I hated the most was when I worked as a legal secretary for a lawyer who was anti-social and had a drug problem. When he pissed me off, which was regularly, I would say to myself, "I wish he would croak." I survived that job one year. (I couldn't quit because I purchased a new car and house that year.) Well, he died a month or so after I left. Some people say he died of a heart attack but others say he killed himself. Of course then I felt bad!
Actually there was a toss up and cleaning rich people's houses also was up there with lousy jobs. I did this after leaving the bastard lawyer. I cleaned a doctor's house and between the filth from the wife, kids and their pets, it was disguesting. (Cat boxes were always full so the cats **** in the sinks.) I know too much information. LOL.
I haven't found my favorite job yet. I keep saying I have to win the lottery. The problem is I need to play to win. LOL
I read this post to my husband and he says I'm pathetic. (I can't stop laughing)