20+ People Honestly Showed What Their Jobs Are Really Like

It’s impossible to argue with the fact that all jobs are important. We see people specialize in different things every day. They could be doctors, school teachers, cashiers, or cleaners. All jobs contain things that outsiders have no idea about.

We at Bright Side have found Internet users of different professions that revealed the invisible side of their jobs. And in the bonus section, you’ll find a tweet about the difficulties that shop assistants have to deal with.

“My sister works in a photo center and this is who she was asked to take a picture of.”

This is the hand of a doctor after removing his medical gloves after 10 hours of being on the clock.

“A group of teenagers came in just to trash the theater. I was one of the people that had to clean it.”

“I work in the Arctic and Antarctic and find it much more convenient to wear my watch on a lanyard than on my wrist because of all of the layers I wear.”

“This watch has been to Antarctica countless times and to the geographic North Pole 12 times.”

“Be nice to your trash man when it’s raining and it’s 30 degrees outside. We’re not invincible. This is my hand after working 4 hours in bad weather.”

“I work at a hotel these days and went to see if a room was mislabeled as dirty. This is what I found.”

“I kept my hotel key cards from my first year working for the airlines.”

“Working hard as a truck driver has its advantages: the views!”

“My mom works at Amazon and she sent me a photo of one of the trucks she loaded.”

“I work at a call center. Whenever I get a particularly rude caller, I like to draw what they might look like. Here’s Lorraine from today.”

“I work in a fast-food restaurant, and this is our broom. My boss says it’s too expensive to replace it, yet he drives a Lincoln.”

“I work in the film industry and I’m usually too shy to ask for a picture with an actor, but I had to get one with this little guy.”

“Every staple I removed in one year at my boring office job”

“I work in a −25°F freezer every day.”

“I work at a cat shelter. These are the ’can we keep him?’ photos I sent to my partner. It worked.”

“My job involves putting labels on boxes. I hold them with my left hand and put them on the box with my right. This is what my ’clean’ hands look like.”

“I got transferred to a new location at work. This is my new break ’room.’”

You can work anywhere if you’re a programmer.

“I work as a professional princess on weekends. My kitty insists on inspecting each costume for detail accuracy.”

“I work at a hotel — a guest left this when they checked out.”

This is a bathtub full of playing cards.

“So, I work in a movie theater. ’Family of the Year’ award goes to these guys!”

“I’m a seaman. We live alone in these rooms. Depending on your position, the room can be better and bigger. This is mine.”

“I have my own toilet and shower.”

“Took this photo yesterday at work. Thought I’d share it with you guys.”

What is your job and what downsides are there to it?

My Parents Didn’t Show up for My School Graduation — Their Excuse Is Ridiculous

We all look forward to the significant occasion of high school graduation. It will be a special time in our lives that we want to spend with the people we care about the most.

The young woman named Britt characterized her graduation day as a roller coaster of emotions. Although she was quite proud of herself for having completed high school, she was worried that her stepfather and mother might not be there. In between the excitement and lights of the cameras, she looked around the throng, expecting to find familiar faces.

She kept glancing around as she sat among her peers. “It seems like they’re running late,” she told herself. “Perhaps caught in traffic. They are going to arrive shortly.

Britt looked around while names were announced, and then it was finally her turn to come up to the stage. She grinned widely, holding onto her certificate and hoping to see her stepdad’s applause and her mother’s delighted grin. However, they could not be located.

As she strolled around, she thought, “They must be here somewhere.” At last, Britt checked her phone, understanding they were probably not arriving and weren’t there. A note said, “We’re sorry we couldn’t make it. A situation involving your stepsister arose. Later, we’ll rejoice. Congratulations!

Britt could not believe it. More importantly than her graduation, what might it be? She was furious and anxious, and all she wanted was to go home and find out what had happened.

Her step-sister Iris was well-known for her frequent outbursts and fervent desire for attention, but what could be so serious at this point?

Britt felt a reassuring hand rest on her shoulder as she stood by herself. It was her prom date, Justin. He inquired, “Hey, are you okay?” feeling there was a serious problem.

A lump formed in Britt’s throat, preventing her from speaking. Words did not flow from her lips; tears did.

Britt was pulled into a cozy hug by Justin’s mother, who whispered, “Oh sweetheart, come here.” “We are here for you; you are not alone.”

In an attempt to bridge the gap left by Britt’s parents, Justin and his family tried everything in their power to make her feel valued and included.

Britt went back home after celebrating with Justin’s folks. Her mother and father-in-law were comfortably reclining on the sofa, enjoying television as though it were any ordinary day.

Britt confronted them, enraged, saying, “Hey, where were you guys? You were not present for my graduation. Anger made her voice waver.

Her mother moaned, looking mortified, “Your stepsister broke a nail.” She had a massive fit and insisted that we take her right away to the beauty salon to get it fixed. Britt, she was quite upset.

Britt cried out in shock, “A broken nail? You didn’t attend my graduation because Iris had a tantrum and broke a nail?

“It was an emergency for me,” Iris mumbled, not raising her head.

Britt saw how misaligned her parents’ values were. Though she was aware that Iris was their favorite, this was too much. “Are you serious?” She said, “Do you even realize how much this meant to me?”

Her mother muttered, unable to meet her gaze, “Britt, we’re sorry.” I swear, we’ll celebrate later.

Britt gave it some thinking and concluded it would be better to spend some time away from the house. With a quivering voice, she contacted Justin’s mother, Mrs. Anderson, saying, “Good evening, Mrs. Anderson.” I’m in need of a favor, but how should I ask?

“Go ahead, Brittany. What’s that? Mrs. Anderson gave a kind response.

“Is it okay if I remain with you for a bit? I need to go because my family and I are at odds.

Mrs. Anderson said, “Of course, sweetheart,” without hesitation. Here, you’re always welcome.

After gathering her belongings, Britt went to the front entrance. “I’m going,” she declared. “I need to spend some time away from you and this house.”

It was too late when her mother attempted to stop her.

Britt eventually found an apartment after finding a job in the weeks that followed. Refusing to answer her parents’ calls, she desired no interaction with them.

About to graduate from college, years later, Britt made the decision to offer her parents one last opportunity at forgiveness. Feeling that they owed her this, she called and invited them to her graduation ceremony.

Regretfully, history was repeated. Her mother and stepfather failed to appear on the day she graduated from college. The justification? They became stopped in traffic as Iris, who was pregnant at the time, had a yearning for a cake from a far-off sweet shop. They sent a cheesy text message, just like before.

It was yet another setback from those who were supposed to be Britt’s strongest allies. Justin tracked her down after the ceremony. “They didn’t show up, did they?” he inquired tactfully. “They didn’t,” she whispered.

Since Justin had always supported her, they finally became romantically involved and moved in together. Though Britt was content with her life’s outcome, the pain of her parents’ absence persisted.

In retrospect, Britt discovered that some people will consistently let you down and squander your second chance.

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