Hmmmmm... I'm not sure I've had a "worst" job, but there are worst aspects of my jobs.
When I was teaching in St. Louis I had no support from the principle. She had been a music teacher in a catholic school and thought my problems teaching music in our low-income high-minority school were just because I wasn't prepared enough. I had to do 12-step lesson plans for every class, every day. which meant 35 12-step lesson plans a week. I liked the kids and the music - the principle not so much.
I like my current job as licensed child care provider most of the time, but over the past week I've one close encounter with projectile vomiting and three separate poop-all-over-everything episodes. Again, I like the kids and the job - puke and poop not so much.
