Author: Olivia

I’m honestly not sure if this belongs here, but this literally just happened and I need to put it somewhere. I work at a sub shop for the fast food minimum wage in my state. The place is a shit show to be honest, and I always feel like I’m killing myself; picking up extra shifts, going in early and staying late for my scheduled shifts, functioning as if I’m 3 different people when I’m there, etc. I’m currently looking for another job because I honestly can’t deal with it anymore. The only thing that’s worth it is the fact that it generates some sort of income, even though it’s small. I went into work early today because they asked me to and I wasn’t doing anything so fuck it. It was ridiculously busy when I clocked in, so I just washed my hands and jumped right onto the line.…

So I work at domino's as a delivery driver. I get minimum wage (11 in my area), which is pretty ass. I get tips on top of it but it is very hit or miss of course. I'm mad because I saw an ad today from Dominos pushing carryout orders by paying the customers $3 towards their next order. Saying something along the lines of “be your own delivery driver, cause drivers deserve to be tipped” or some bullshit like that. Dominos doesn't give us anything on deliveries, except a small amount for milage. Which currently isn't adjusted to these gas prices. I enjoy working there but when they blatantly show us they don't care for the people running the stores, I want to leave.

Im swedish, I work a “poor paying” job, I'm a delivery driver. Yet I still get better pay, respect from my boss, 5 weeks off, free education/hospitals etc. I get treated well and there's never issues of being treated like worse than an animal. Yet, I still wake up most days dreading to go to work. If I were in your shoes, I don't see myself wanting to ever wake up again. So my question remains, how do you do it? Is it just that I'm so privileged that it's incomprehensible for me to accept being tolerated this way?

Before realizing how insurmountable a task buying a house was, I forced some spending habits with the intention of saving a down payment for one. One streaming service, essential items only, no eating out, pretty strict stuff. Basically, kinda already just barely contributing to the economy. And if the ability to have a garden was available, I'd probably contribute even less to food. My job managed to pass the threshold of BS I was willing to tolerate, so I quit. Had been checking postings every day for months, but it's all just more of the same BS, so never bothered applying anywhere. Too picky? Probably. I just know that I have a value that is higher than what places offer. Jaded? Absolutely. Fully intend to just keep up these spending habits, maybe even figure out more things to cut out. And with the money you can stash away by being…

So like the title says I had an asthma attack at work last night. The weather quickly and drastically shifted from high 70’s-low 80’s to in the 40’s. This set my asthma off something horrible. This mixed with being in a hot ass fast food kitchen almost took me out. My manager just told me to sit in the second window and TAKE ORDERS. Bitch I’m DYING! I called my GM and told her I was leaving no matter what. My boyfriend atp had already left his job to come get me and take me to get my nebulizer, and this shift manager was still tripping on me. I told her I was going to go outside and she said if I did “I better not come back” As soon as my boyfriend showed up I left and not even five minutes into the drive my GM asked if I…