Category: Antiwork

I have spent the last 10 years of my life in the non-stop world of manufacturing. I started as a simple assembly operator, moving up into quality positions, set-up positions, and final inspection positions. I admittedly love my work. I love the fast pace, seeing how things are made, learning new things. I have worked my way into a pretty well paying job for my area. But today, I left my job. No notice, no goodbyes, nothing. I left, because at only 30 years old, I am facing spinal surgery. I have dealt with back pain for the past two or three years. Brushing it off as “all part of the job”, “small price to pay for the grind”, or whatever other bullshit line people have been fed for the sake of capitalism. Finally, two weeks ago I was bringing in groceries, when my back sounded like a shaken up…

My mother went to get her car washed and get a total internal clean and had some old guy assigned to it. She told me the man missed spots and forgot to clean the inside. When she reminded him he apologized and said he'll do it again if his manager gives the okay (i guess be has to follow some procedures) but my mother said it's okay since she was worried he'd get in trouble. She told me she could tell the guys knees were shot and he was this skinny old frail man who looked exhausted. It's some straight cruelty where older people are still forced to work because there's no support.

Starbucks fired seven workers who were involved in unionizing in Memphis, Tennessee, fueling accusations that the company is retaliating against a growing labor movement at its locations across the United States.

Long story short I’m one of those people who hates calling off and work and feels bad about my co-workers picking up my slack but today I said fuck it I needed a mental day called off didn’t give a reason just said I needed a sick day took some sick hours and it feels great to stay home enjoy breakfast and soon lunch with my family (: whatever they have to say tomorrow I don’t really care anymore tbh