The worst job you had before becoming a Nurse?

MHDNURSE · Jan 17, 2017

Mine was the Summer I was 13. I babysat for a couple who had two adopted babies who were 6 weeks apart in age. The dad was really weird and made me really uncomfortable. Mom was sweet. It was HOT and I babysat from 7am to 7pm every Saturday and Sunday. They paid me $2.50/hour. I had to do everything for the babies all day long, including "swimming" in their hot tub in the back yard when it was 95 degrees outside. I stupidly agreed to go on their August beach vacation with them three hours from home. The morning of the trip, I had a huge pit in my stomach and feeling of dread and told my mom I didn't want to go. She made me go saying I had committed to the trip and had to go (as a parent I would have said the same thing). We got to the beach and I quickly realized that I was essentially a prisoner there for the week. The babies were sleeping in my room so I had to get up at night and feed them bottles and they were up at 6am for the day. I was stuck inside playing with them rather than being able to go on the beach. I told the parents I wanted to leave and they said no. I ended up calling my dad collect from the phone one afternoon hysterically crying begging him to come get me. He knew something must be terrible if I called him (my parents were divorced and I lived with my mom). Scary thing is I didn;t even know where I was really. I knew which town I was in and the name of the complex but that was it. This was in the 1980's pre cell phone, pre GPS. By some miracle my dad found me. While I was waiting for him to come get me, I threw all my stuff in my bag and sat in the living room shaking, panicked about telling them I was leaving. I knew my dad wouldn't be there for at least 3-4 hours with traffic. The first couple hours I acted normal, but then I asked them if we could talk and broke down crying. The mom didn;t really say much, other than that she was disappointed in me. But the dad went ballistic, telling me i was "****** for wrecking their vacation" and threatening me. His wife finally told him to knock it off and reminded him that my dad was coming and I needed to be "calm" so my dad would "get mad at them". Fricking crazy people. My dad arrived and I left and sobbed all the way home. It was terrible. That was 30 years ago and I still feel anxious and angry when I think about it.

mystory, BSN, RN · Jan 17, 2017

Working the pole, and I don't mean the IV pole :shy:

MHDNURSE · Jan 17, 2017

Waitress in a gentlemen's club. Cannot stand to be grabbed on. But the tips were excellent...

"Gentlemen's":no:

The irony