Working on a pig farm, first job of the day was to go around with a wheel barrow and pick up the dead pigs and take them to the "dead pit" that was filled in to bury them every few weeks. I then fed them, this was all done via a computer, they were fed the washings from a jam and sediment from a cider factory mixed with pig nuts. then later in the day we would have to stamp them prior to going to slaughter, this is done with a paddle covered in sharp spikes in the shape of the company name and covered in ink, the pigs shrieked when they were hit with it. I only done it for a couple of months and I stank of pigs all the time, I couldn't lose that smell no matter how often I showered. I hated every minute of it!