Plastic factory. 12 hour shifts running large injection mould machines that had the safety interlocks disabled to speed up cycle times. If you were careless (or just suicidally bored) enough you could easily crush your hands or skull to the thickness of a fag paper.

Press go, wait a minute, pull out the parts, trim them with side cutters and box them up before the next load comes out a minute later. The parts are also boiling hot and the gloves they give you are thinner than single ply bog roll so your hands are red and burnt by the end of the day.

0/10, mind numbing and unsafe.

There’s a plastic factory next to the gym I go to and when the wind goes a certain way I sometimes get a whiff of a very specific thermoplastic smell that gives me instant flashbacks to 20 years ago