My worst job was my first job. I took over a early morning newspaper route when I was a jr in high school. I had to get up at dark-o-clock
to pick up the papers, then fold them and deliver them to roughly 30 houses. I had to be at school by 830 am and I was late to class a couple of times so I couldn't risk a bad grade for cash. (I didn't need to work at the time) I was already running low on energy because I was on the track team, assistant coaching a gymnastics team, a cheerleader, school band [flute] and girl scouts. I quit after 2 weeks and a PITIFUL paycheck.