Author: Olivia

I’ve just been given a second and “final” warning letter from my supervisor of 3 months. This is at a company where I’ve worked for 8.5 years with no problems. The letters generally deal with how I speak with her and that I have a negative attitude. Words like “aggressive” and “dismissive” are used and frankly, the documents are so exaggerated and over the top that I would consider them dishonest. This came about as I had applied for a different position internally that would have been a better situation for myself and my family, but now that I have the second letter on my file, my application will be rejected. I have a young family and am fairly confident I will be able to find new employment but rather than quitting, I want to get let go so I can qualify for some type of compensation. I’ve gone on…

Artificial intelligence is almost to the point of replacing lots of jobs and not what you might think. Doctors, accountants, bankers, customer service, fast food, counseling, teachers and pretty much anything that can be done with a computer interface and robots. Go over to Khan Academy and watch AI teach kids with empathy and kindness. Imagine if your AI doctor would have the power to diagnose conditions correctly using the power of all the medical knowledge in history including ones that were just discovered. Trade jobs will be safe but almost everyone at fast food will be gone. Once companies catch on to AI they will replace most people. And the government won’t help anyone since they are controlled by lobbyists. I am in automation and robotics but AI is starting to become more powerful.

I don’t think I’d be any worse off if I’d chosen a dull, mind-numbing career instead of choosing to do the thing I’ve been passionate about since I was a toddler. My working life would still make me depressed and stressed and run-down. At least my passion would have stayed as a passion, something I do for fun on the weekends. I’d still love it and feel alive when I practise it. Instead, my job has made me hate and resent it. There’s no magic in it anymore, I don’t get excited talking about it anymore. It’s just the thing I kill myself for, to make someone else wealthy and successful.

I’m working on a project to create a calendar for scheduling equipment maintenances at my work. The project was given to my colleague and I in the last week of April. We ran into issues in May with my manager explaining what they wanted…they told me they wanted something, then changed it, and gaslit me about what they initially said they wanted. Fine. Then the sheet crashed and was unrecoverable so we had to make a new spread sheet. Then we start building out the calendar with the data we gathered, and it turns out it takes about 5min to verify the equipment, date, intervention type etc. per equipment and there’s over 400 pieces of equipment—Aka we need more ppl to help us work on this. Then my manager gets mad that it’s taking longer than we thought, I explain the set backs and we bring 3 new people into…