Stand in front of a giant injection moulding machine and wait for the clamp to open up and the finish product would drop into a box. of course, it never did, b

Stand in front of a giant injection moulding machine and wait for the clamp to open up and the finish product would drop into a box. of course, it never did, because the air blowers were broken, so every 30sec I had to open and manually remove the product (I think it was miniature plastic tree) from the clamp and close it, otherwise it would close with the product in it. Repeat this all day. Thats when I decided I hate routines. The boss was my grandfather, and I couldn't say no to the job.