Bit of a toss up.
As a younger man, I worked 3 jobs I disliked intensely. The reason I worked them were two-fold. 1) I needed an income/job experience and 2) I needed an income to get by while I pursued my passion - music/art.
1) McDonalds. Need I say more? One of my first corporate jobs. It was for $$ and job experience, that's it. I think I worked there for perhaps a year or so, then quit....although for many years I'd still go there for fast food. I'm a Vegan now and I don't even go there for fries. I'd rather support a local family owned business like a fish and chip shop, even for just fries. It's been years since I've gone there for anything.
2) A factory job that basically involved the most mind numbing activity a human can do. My job was to feed rags through a machine. I remember distinctly the manager being a slave driver that called for faster action. Next to this was another factory job bending over breaking my back sanding wood for a cabinet company.
3) A gardening job for public places (hospitals and the like). The work here involved mostly mowing and weeding. The work itself I didn't mind too much, but the boss made the job a living hell. I might have lasted at the job a while but for him. He assumed that all of us workers absolutely hated the work and constantly spoke of (the work) in that light. It was hard to hold a positive attitude while constantly enduring his comments about his assumption of our attitude.