Author: Olivia

This movie seems to somewhat romanticize the grind, when I first watched it around 10 years ago I remember feeling very inspired by it. But nowadays, after rewatching, it is closer to a horror movie.

I was incredibly sick when I had my daughter, and spent 2 years out of the workforce. Then I pretty much took the first job I could get. I put a stupid amount of energy into it, because I wanted it to be worthwhile being away from my daughter, and last year it blew up in my face spectacularly. I'm still with the same company but they moved me to a different service location with a new team. They're nice enough but I just don't really care anymore. I'd much rather be with my family. So if anyone has tips on how to half-ass your job without being so terrible you get fired, I'm all ears. I can't afford to quit because this job helps pay for my chronic pain treatments, but I'm actively looking for other work. Kinda shit myself in the foot because I can't drive, but I'm…

We want so little and yet we are being told no. All I ever wanted was my own home. Ideally a house with a garden like my parents but I could settle for an apartment. Because of a few years of remote work I was finally able to buy my own home. Nothing special but my OWN. And now the assholes are forcing us back to shitty office buildings which are always located in crazy expensive areas. Now I have the choice of killing myself with 1 hour commute each way (2 hours per day if there are no issues plus getting ready and preparing for work = a minimum of 3 hours added to each work day). Or I could move closer to the office and pay the majority of my pay check to some greedy asshole landlord while also becoming a landlord myself by renting out my own…

I have two part-time jobs: Job A (mornings) and Job B (afternoons). The bosses from both companies are acquaintances. Both are minimum wage jobs, at Mom n Pop style companies. No HR department. Boss A seems to work 24/7. I get emails from him most weekends and evenings. I’ve tried to set a clear boundary that I won’t respond to emails or texts outside of my morning shifts, but sometimes I cave if it is something I can help with in five minutes. Earlier this week, Boss A emailed Boss B during my Job B afternoon shift, complaining I wasn’t answering his emails and asking Boss B if I was around (he’s aware of my exact work hours and availability). Boss B said I was there and asked if he should pass on a message. Boss A replied, “No, it just seems like she’s never around. She must be very…