Category: Antiwork

And she is poor. Fuck. This poor woman is miserable, old, and tired and she can’t stop working. I am so fucked…

So update to my previous post. I recently reported my now previous employer to state agencies that oversee the cannabis industry in Arizona. Well apparently they take that really seriously. Within a week of my filing the complaints they essentially got “raided”. A dozen suits showed up to inspect the entire dispensary, as well as the operation in back that shouldn’t be there. None of the dispensary lawyers or higher ups were allowed in to try and mitigate damages or explain away any of the things they were doing against regs. While the main dispensary wasn’t too much out of compliance, my old employer in the back got obliterated. They have now been closed for 3 weeks as of today. Every day has been a loss of 10k plus in revenue. In the hopes of reopening quickly, they have continued paying all of the employees to the tune of 12k…

'Nuff said.

As the title states, I quit an hour into my shift yesterday. It’s a long story where I was being overworked and underpaid, and I was getting so tired by the unequal treatment. We go to stores all over California and I was supposed to be partnered up with this guy and we do 8-10 stores together. Well the entire previous 3 weeks I hadn’t seen him once. I was given more and more work until I couldn’t even complete it in a 9 hour day while my coworker was still doing 3 hours and getting paid for the whole 8. To top it off I was being sent constantly to the “worst” stores by myself. Yesterday I had enough and called my boss to ask what was up. He immediately started yelling and berating me before I even said hi. He told me I just don’t want to drive…

I've spoken a little bit about this in some comments in the past but I've actually completed my time there so I figured now would be the best time to speak about it. I know a lot of us yearn to quit our awful jobs, but the lack of money and need to pay for rent and food often stop us. I want to preface this by saying that this is (probably) not a long term solution, nor is it a good idea for those supporting families, but it might be the kind of break that some of you single (or coupled!) folk can use. The program is called WWOOF, Worldwide Opportunities on Organic Farms, and the premise is simple: you work on a farm of your choosing, for the length of your choosing, and in return receive meals and housing. There are no monetary transactions, no contracts, and no…