My favorite thing in all of the world, that I wish I could do all day everyday, is play basketball. My body isn't what is used to be, my recovery is becoming longer and longer, the pain is sharper and sharper. My grandma only seems to see me for my use, which is move heavy things. I worked many jobs in fast food, target, grocery stores, all the classic starter jobs, only to be exploited for little pay, unappreciation for my work ethic (which is good), and more body pain. Thats the backstory A few months ago I quit my desk job which was 12 hours a day, 5 days a week, no discussion. The immense workload wasn't even the problem, nor the hour commute. One day my boss humiliated me infront of everyone and like the kind of humiliation where my coworkers ask if im ok… I let that…
Author: Olivia
I'm so thrilled at all the union activity lately. Just after college, during the first modern recession, I was a barista for several years. Only job I could get, and I was happy to have income. I normally worked closes and pre-closes. Every two weeks, my boss would try to make me work an open (pre-closes ended at 8:30p in my store, closes at 11p, opens started at 5:30a). Little did my 21-year-old self know closing at 11 (which meant we didn't clock until 11:30 at least) and opening at 5:30 was a violation of labor laws for time between shifts. Fuck clopens, get your unions. Fair work for everyone. (I do not have the documented timecards since I quit in 2012 and didn't know any better).
I've been working in a call center for about 3 years now and I just can't do this anymore. Before working in the CC, I was a bartender for about 8 years. I don't want to do this customer service shit anymore, but at the same time, I can't go back to school, because I'm broke and I don't really know what I want to do in life. When was in school, I was just taking random classes. I didn't do too well in them so I ended up dropping out. Its been many years since I dropped out and I still have no idea on what I want to do in life. Nothing in life really bring me joy. I've looked into a lot of different career paths: accounting, marketing, IT/web Dev, and medical, and they were all just too overwhelming for me to handle. I'm almost 30 and…
Antiwork: A Montage
Well if you respond, you need to be paid. This only applies to hourly employees. I work in HR and we had to have massive meetings with store managers and supervisors NOT to text hourly employees unless it was an emergency. And the employee would be paid if they responded for 15 min of work. We termed 3 store managers who harassed employees on their day off and demanded they come in.
Undervalued Labor
$10/hr, 24 hrs per week at best is not enough to afford rent, medical bills, and gas. Even with food stamps, I'm struggling. The Michaels I work at (for the next two weeks, anyway) was the most accommodating job I ever had in terms of my disability and pretty much all of my coworkers were really chill. I get to work with arts and crafts supplies all day, I get an excuse to go outside and talk to people (as an extrovert with social anxiety, I need this), and I'm on my feet just enough to keep myself relatively healthy. I was sobbing by the time my boyfriend picked me up from work today because I genuinely would love to keep this job, if only they paid me a living wage.