Look Ma, I'm blue collar!

Now's your chance to practice that self-hypnosis!

Even worse...

I feel ya dude. Manual labor is some mind-numbingly boring shit. I used to work roofing- did that for a whole summer once- and most currently I worked at a warehouse, doing shipping (basically moving boxes around). I'd have gone insane if I weren't allowed to blast my music, and thankfully most of the people were cool. There's not many jobs where you can completely curse your boss out because he's been busting your balls- and he'll turn to the other employees and say "I like this guy!".

Try playing Biohazard's Blue Blood...makes the time go by faster.

That bucket-changing skill could help you later in your career. Don't knock any experience in life.

Remember, DU. If you want to remain gainfully employed, brush those fucking teeth!

One summer I worked for a company that made plastic disposible drinking cups. My jobs was to pull the newly formed cups from the puncher and place them on a conveyor belt, and ever hour I would switch to a different position to bag, tape and box the cups. That job payed $4.75/hour.

Needless to say that my 7 days of employment there were not wasted. I have learned to appreciate the blue coller job. It's hard work, but honest work, and there is no shame in that.
They just don't pay well, and so I had to look else where for monitary gain. Thank goodness for I.T.!

I used to work at a cemetary in the summers when I was in high school. I'm not goth or anything, but I thought the job was kinda cool. Mostly yardwork, mowing and weedeating and such, but occasionally I was on the digging team.

At least you don't have to help goddamned customers. Quit your whining.

Had a bloke i knew in the Army was retiring and he lined a job up where he went round all the local areas Church's mowing their grass.
They gave him one of those sit down one's as well, needless to say his stress level was zero.

At the time, the mower/tractor I was using at the cemetary cost more than any car I had ever driven. Plus, I learned how to drive a dump truck, developed a few muscles, and had a killer tan. Those were the days.

I spent a summer in college doing temp work and it certainly taught me to respect what some people do for a living. Nothing was nearly so cushy as the bucket job (which is pretty sweet for that type of job, actually). I spent a few days at a factory helping to put the fake wood wallpaper on particle board. I was the guy who had to get these 200 pounds pieces of particle board off of the stack and onto the conveyer belt that fed the wood into the machine that stuck the fake wood grain wallpaper on them. The wood was so heavy and you had to be so quick that the only way to do it was to slightly lift the wood so that a little cushion of air was between two pieces and quickly shove the wood onto the belt. Within 2 days my thumbs were just about useless.
I also had a job where I had to clean spoiled food out of the Mega Foods warehouse. They had an entire section where they brought stuff that had been busted during shipping. They told us (there were about 10 of us) that nothing was over a week old. This was the middle of summer, and we found tons of Christmas stuff. Foulest smell you can imagine, and unknown bugs flying in your face every time you moved something. Awful. I refused the assignment when they asked me back the next day.
The best job I had all that summer was working for Arrow Van Lines. I did that for about 2 weeks at the end of the summer, they have a contract with the military and are responsible for moving people's goods when they get shipped to a new base. I would go in a truck with one other guy and we'd deliver people's stuff. Normally we'd deliver 2 people's things per day. 4-5 hours of each day was just driving to the location, and 3-4 hours was busting serious ass unloading that truck. The inside of the truck was ~140 degrees and you had to really hustle but after all the other jobs I'd done I started to really appreciate what was truly one of the better temp jobs out there.