My last job, where ostensibly I was a full-time translator, but this quickly spiraled out into copywriting and editing, imposition and layout for entire books, doing audio transcripts, being dispatched to write conference summaries, simultaneous translating (which of course I did poorly at, because many people do not seem to understand simultaneous translation is a vocation you need to be trained in), narrating all kinds of obscure DVDs and teaching English. I worked overtime until midnight for months at a time. And this is all besides the fact that it was an incredibly emotionally abusive environment, and I was (in a loose sense of the term) held hostage due to being on a work visa. Plus the work itself was basically nothing but busy work, which didn't lend itself well to a resume. I started off fairly motivated, but after my first year things turned 100% upside-down and by the end of it I was just kind of a shell of the person I used to be. Lowest low point: when I was ordered to bake a birthday cake for the CEO's toddler daughter because his own wife wouldn't/couldn't.