I work in a ham safe haven, and hate it. For the summer till school starts again I'm working at Savers, the thrift store. When I first accepted the job I thought "heh this will be easy" and after months I found it to be the complete opposite. The fact is, hams LOVE deals... they love walking into this store because there's shit more useless than them lying around which they buy and donate back the next day with their disability benefits. My job is basically serving hams everyday and with a store that has a policy of "You can't leave until the store is clean", they make my job hard by not taking 10 seconds to hang up a t-shirt that fell on the ground.. by tossing their clothes in random places of the store because someone else will clean it up AND IT'S JUST THEM!! most of the clothes I find hidden, on the ground, in a messy pile is XXL+ COINCIDENCE?!?? NOOOOOOOOOOO.  Yesterday I was putting items on the shelves when I walked behind a level 10 ham, the kind that you can rest plates on her "curvy" ass. The smell... it stained my nostrils. Best way to describe it was salt/vinegar chips with musk and wet dog... the pungent odor coming from her oompa loompa fucked up body was enough to clear isles of people from her. And to add ontop of things MY MANAGER IS OBESE, I had to do a 1 on 1 with her to refresh my understanding of the policy and I spent 1 hour in an office that smelled like that... a vein I never knew I had popped out of my temple because of the amount of strain my body was being put under, reaching thoughts was longer and made me look like a fool to my manager, nausea set in.   I hate my job, don't work at savers. You will be serving these slobs and become more hateful of them than you are now to the point your intolerance can cost you your job.