first car I ever owned that actually wasn't a junker from the get-go.
Even a brand new Geo Metro is a junker.
But about my job, I think I can win the contest.
I've been a door to door salesman for the past 4 or 5 years, and you would not believe the kind of houses I walk into. I've sold people who have piss and shit on the floor just sitting there, chickens, pigs, ducks, literally over a hundred cats living in the house (my friend sold someone who had multiple goats living in the house), naked people (old people with balls showing), people on the toilet, an actual hit man (yes, an actual contract killer), tiny houses with like 30 people living in it, drug dealers while they were making drug deals, back room whore houses, meth houses, weapons dealers, people with just loads of graphic porn on their walls.
I've been bitten by several dogs, had a gun pulled on me, been mugged, had teenagers throw rocks at me. I'm pretty sure I sold one guy TV service who was just squatting, and one really really creepy guy I think might have had something to do with kiddy porn (don't know this for sure, just got a really bad feeling about him, and he screamed pedo. I left that house asap, didn't even care about selling him.) I've had several times where I've walked into a house and just knew if I stayed I might get murdered, just the most fearful feelings I've ever had.
I've had nasty old ladies straight up offer to give me head or have sex. I've had customers underage daughters hit on me in front of their parents. I've had millionaires fail the credit check to get TV or an alarm system. I've sold people so fat they can't get off the couch.
Probably the worst thing I ever came across though was one guy who was going to die in a few months. As a door to door salesman you look at people as nothing more than a paycheck. In the end, their problems don't affect you, weather they're a pain in the ass and rude to you, the nicest person in the world, or in a terrible situation. You can't waste time with them because it directly affects your livelihood. But this one guy had no family or friends, and no money. He hadn't been able to afford TV for decades, and all he wanted to do was spend his last couple months watching TV. The poor guy was literally going to die completely alone. I spent hours with the guy just talking to him to try and give him some company, and in the end he failed the credit check for the TV, so I couldn't even give him that.
Why do I do this job you might ask? Because I consider a 30 hour work week (including travel to and from work) to be unbearably long, and I make 100k a year doing it.
Edit: I should clarify I haven't sold all of these people, but I have at least tried. Also, I thought of some more people I've met. I once walked into an apartment and opened the main door, only it wasn't an apartment complex, it was more a warehouse and about 50 feet away from me was a lesbian porno being shot. I met a guy skinning squirrels in his backyard, so hillbilly I couldn't understand a word he said. A few weeks ago I had to call the cops on a 50ish year old homeless drunk guy who was at a park harassing a bunch of 10 years olds. Just following them around swearing at them, calling them F-ers and such. I've had the cops called on my multiple times and gotten several tickets, though a couple of my friends have actually been arrested (they are WAY to pushy for the job). I've got pictures somewhere of one family I met who had a full blooded Grey Wolf as a pet. The thing was the size of a small horse and just growled at me and wanted to eat me. Thankfully it was in a big kennel so we were safe lol.