3 days. Turned out my supervisor was an alcoholic sexual sadist. He'd drink at lunch then come back to the office and describe, in wretched detail what he'd like to do to me with a cattle prod. (Three years later he was finally fired for harassing the owner's wife's best friend.)

Now I realize not everyone would or could want to do this but I hated all of my jobs as an employee and I've never been truly happy except when I was self-employed self-employment rocks

Two days as a dishwasher when I was 16. When I was managing a small contracted group that worked inside a large manufacturer, I had a couple people leave after one day. One went to lunch and never came back.

Two weeks. They paid weekly, and I found out they lied about how much they paid at the end of week one. They told me that they'd take care of it.

The second week, I worked 20 hours of overtime and took home $17 more than I had the first week.

One day, the job was to physically demanding.

A couple of hours.

Last Thursday. I was there for only a few hours when I realized that I didn't want to go back.

Same day, door to door vacuum sales. My youth gave me confidence that I could still do it despite the scuminess of the business. Reality set in shortly thereafter.

The Army. I knew it was going to suck even before l had to show up for work.

It took me about a month and then a year to get another job. My boss was a crook. Once I got out of that job, I corroborated some information for the local DA. Sweet revenge for being mistreated.

Two days actually. It was a barbacking job. On the 2nd day they held a big meeting. It was all new hires. The new hires for the most part looked like outcast young men fresh out of high school that didn’t know what they were getting into. The bartender who managed us screamed and lectured in the most demeaning way possible about how everyone sucked. I texted her after the meeting that the job wasn’t for me and never showed up again. Maybe it was great money. ??‍

one day, or rather two hours. Had two job offers, took the nearest,at a steel company as a buyer but didnt like it so phoned the other offer and started the next day. was there for seven years as a shipping officer for an seismic exploration company,

1 day (at several different jobs) but I stayed on much longer at each coz I (thought) that I needed the dough and didn't have options.

Two days in 1984. Clothing / fashion store . The boss told me frankly , part of my job is to let him touch me anytime he wants .. I was 14. I punched him on his neck , and shoulder . I left without even picking up my bag . My first summer job . Went home and told my father . My father light up a cigarette , had his coffee , told me I did the right thing and took my sister and me to dinner . Four days later I seen in tv that the place was burn down in an electrical fire . I have never questioned my father . That's my family , that's how buisness was done back home .

I don't recall, precisely, the duration if my employment at the company; it was somewhere around 3-5 months, I think; but the business was pool cleaning, and it was nasty. Not only were we sent down into empty pools to clean them with muriatic (sp?) acid, we were not provided with any kind of mask or respiratory equipment to do so. Also, on occasion, we were sent to clean pools that were veritable swamps, or that had furniture or other crap thrown into them. It was a disgusting job.

About 3 days, for a SAT test prep school.

I lasted one month in the 90's.

One day!

I tried to be a waitress right after I moved to the US for college in 1970, where I was expected to figure out split bills at the table on dozens of food items, and couldn't do it.

I wasn't used to US money at all, plus, being dyslexic, I couldn't hold the numbers in my head without reversing some of them.

I did take a waitressing job at a Pizza Hut right afterward, and that was easy since people tended to combine orders, so I didn't have to split up any bills, and there were only a few big items on the menu.
I got big tips just for being kind and friendly to the single men who came in, without even flirting.

Also, this was the time when women didn't wear bras, and I wore a halter top, so I probably got huge tips just for that.

7 months. Not me, not my thing.

Fortunately all my other jobs had merit, and most were downright pleasant !

40 minutes, in telesales when I a cash-strapped student! The interview seemed ok and I thought I'd found a pretty decent, easy-going way to make some money; when I started I was shown into a small, very hot, smoky room where a rude woman constantly harangued everyone to make more sales, well aware that everyone working there was desperate. After 40 minutes, I stood up, told her where she could stick the job and walked out.

One week, 2x.