Back as a teenager working as a stock boy in a grocery store: had to spend tedious hours pulling items up to the front of the shelf. We called it "blocking" or "facing". Tagging and placing items was actually fun and meaningful because you'd see empty shelves get full and people could buy shit. But blocking was pointless, as customers would constantly buy shit and the shelves would need to get redone. Blocking was legit busy work.
To this day, if I grab something from a perfectly aligned shelf, I'll block it because I know how boring it is for the dude doing it.
Present day: My bosses need me to design a series of spreadsheets that take tens of hours to produce and are looked at by no one. And inevitably each year, the format needs to be changed because PMC dude with no tech ability has some clever idea about what needs to be done. So instead of reusing what I've done, I've got to spend more pointless hours redoing it. This year I need to add two new columns for like 50 records, and make graphs.
*you can totally make fun of me for being a white collar nerd... I deserve it
I worked at clothes retail store that held no niche and was basically redundant. I would pace around the shoe section for hours, being told to "size the shoes", essentially reorganizing the boxes in size order. That wasn't the worst part though.
When you go into a shoe store and see the clearance section without boxes, it typically requires a whole process. You get a bunch of shoes in a box slated for clearance. You remove them from the box, scan the box, print two annoying stickers. One goes on the bottom of one shoe, the other on a tag. You then take two of those single use plastic ties, one ties the shoes together, one holds the paper tag with the price sticker on it. Every time someone tries on a pair, you need to re-do the plastic tie that ties them together.
Now do that for 4 hours straight while listening to the classic sad retail music. The only thing nice about that job was the people, but managment were all dicks who would make you stand far away from anyone else so you had to sit there isolated and alone. AP would snitch on you for using your phone but you could go to the back easy pz. Some people napped on the shelves back there.
Sounds fucking awful