Month: August 2022

Warning, this is pretty unorganized. Pretty much a vent post about the (literal) shitty working and living conditions at my previous job before I got a much better job elsewhere. Recently quit a job I had in central AK in a tourist town. I got fired from my previous job up there for “standing around too much” (but that's another story), and desperately needed to find a job with housing, because there is no housing up there. Like, at all. You can sleep in the woods or one of the many, very expensive hotels but… That's it. So I got a job with a company that owned 3 different businesses. I showed up at Place #1 and said I'm not leaving without a job. Cause it was either that, or sleeping in the woods where there are moose and bears and what not. Sweet, I get a job and I'm…

I work as a line cook. I was hired to work mornings on the weekends and dinner shifts during the week. I got my schedule this last Friday and saw that my 40 hour work week got cut down to 15 hours because a new guy was hired and they are giving him my old hours. I recently got married so my wife and I don’t have a lot of money to begin with, so for the chef to just come out and do this to me without telling me beforehand was honestly a slap in the face. I have already given my two weeks notice and have gotten another job so hopefully this new place will honor and respect me as an individual with responsibilities and priorities instead of just somebody who cooks for them.

So I'm a student, and got a waitressing job around 4 months ago. It was mostly to save up some money for the future, because my parents are funding me throughout my education. I'm in med school and I have rotations in internal throughout the summer. I made it to work fine thought, usually around 10mins before my shift started just to get changed and open. My boss has been a pretty okay boss before this,but as soon as I told him I won't be able to work after the 14th because of exams season, he got really mad, and told me he was lowering my pay because I never come to work on time (which just isn't true), and said some other honestly uncalled for mean things. I said okay but I got pretty mad so I decided to just not show up anymore. I don't need the money…

I didn’t think it would be so different seeing it visually mapped out but it hit me hard. I have 5 hours of time to myself after work. That doesn’t include the time spent driving, so it’s more like 4 hours. That’s 16% of my time that I get to myself. 4 hours to eat, shit, shower, and maybe relax before taking my sleeping pills to hopefully get at least 7 hours of sleep in before waking up at 6am to take my antidepressants and do it all over again. What a time to be alive