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I want to work at Subway.

But I can't. I can't work at Subway, because it would be akin to shooting myself in the leg. It would slow me down, and nearly bleed me dry. I want to work at Subway, or any food service job really. The pay is just not good enough to support a family with however. Instead, I'm stuck at a dead end job, where I mix a bunch of dangerous chemicals in a vat, and ship them out to a different building so a different team of people can put those mixed chemicals into a big conveyer belt of machinery to make vitamin gummies. I fucking hate it so much. If this company were to just one day explode, nothing substantial would happen out of it. Sure, a lot of people would lose their jobs, but they would also lose the necessity to work at such a soul draining place. I'm…


But I can't. I can't work at Subway, because it would be akin to shooting myself in the leg. It would slow me down, and nearly bleed me dry. I want to work at Subway, or any food service job really. The pay is just not good enough to support a family with however. Instead, I'm stuck at a dead end job, where I mix a bunch of dangerous chemicals in a vat, and ship them out to a different building so a different team of people can put those mixed chemicals into a big conveyer belt of machinery to make vitamin gummies. I fucking hate it so much. If this company were to just one day explode, nothing substantial would happen out of it. Sure, a lot of people would lose their jobs, but they would also lose the necessity to work at such a soul draining place. I'm sick of pushing a lever to dispense mixed powders. I'm sick of worrying if my gas mask is 100% effective, for if it fails me I will become infertile and not be able to have children with my beautiful wife. I want to contribute to society, to work my butt off and get some real money. But I can't. I can't because this place pays $18.50, which is unfortunately better than almost all positions in food service. Using the logic of money equals favor, we the people of the United States value tasty, 'helthy' gummies over regularly produced fast food. We value shitty, barely legal candy that is often given to the children of the wealthy who have enough money to mindlessly buy melatonin gummies on the shelves of Walmart and other suppliers, to hook children on sleeping drugs that are more often than not contaminated by some dumbfuck who didn't wash his/her hands but had their gloves on 'so it's fine'. I hate this place. I hate this place so, so much. I wish it would just disappear. If it did, I'd be deep in the hole, looking for a new job, but at least there would be one less legal narcotic being given to children every damn day. Why can't I just make sandwiches for a living. First chance I get, I want to take the gamble and make my own sandwich shop, as risky as it may be. At least I'd be less miserable.

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