Texte Style wrote:
Vesa, I reckon the sheer volume of remarks will probably make them throw their hands up in horror!
My worst ever job was when working at the agency. We were asked to translate the interface for some accounting software. I had never translated any software interfaces at the time, and knew nothing about accounting (still don't know very much although I do at least deal with my own as a freelancer).
The boss made a half-hearted attempt to find someone else then said I'd have to do it.
The file came to 200 pages, it was horrendous. It took me ages, and triggered my first ever migraine. I had to take sick leave for that, and it was still waiting for me when I got back. My doctor said the migraine might be partly caused by failing eyesight, so I went for a check-up and ended up having to wear glasses for the first time in my life. Then I fell and broke my arm because I was prescribed the wrong glasses and couldn't tell where the floor was, and when I came back after that sick leave, the translation was still waiting for me and of course had become very urgent by then. A total nightmare! I made a really bad job of the translation, which I felt really bad about, but I knew that it was totally alien to my comfort zone, only my boss didn't care about that and thought I should be able to learn on the job.
Being able to refuse work as a freelancer brings a great deal of joy.