Category: Antiwork

am due in March and told my employer that I am expecting last fall. Unfortunately I was laid off from my job I was at for over a year so I don’t have FMLA protection with my current employer. When I initially met with HR I was told they don’t have any maternity leave policies or benefits which was very discouraging- not to mention I have unlimited PTO and sick time which also can’t be used or applied. The director of HR said he would get back to me on any updates as he wanted to see if anything could be done. It’s been 3 months and they haven’t given my any updates. I’ve asked for information and I’m met with a dead end each time. Mostly I wanted to take some vacation time before my due date to prep and at least have some paid time off while I’m…

It took a lot for me to do this and boss man goes “hahahahahaha NO. And I’ll tell you why. How would everyone else that I hired at the starting wage feel about the new hire getting more money than them” I said “True. I’m sure most people don’t ask or advocate for themselves like I did” He goes “yeah so just no. You need anything else?” During the interview he seemed really nice and he told me how everyone talks to him about their personal issues and whatnot blah blah but honestly it just felt very rude cuz it took a lot for me to do this and I mean a lot and dude laughed at me. Anyways, work sucks I know.

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In school, my friends and I rarely thought about our coming lives in the workforce, let alone how school was prepping us for them. But one moment sticks with me, where my sixth-grade teacher let her guard down for an exasperated moment and gave us the first vision of what was coming.  It was one of those late-in-the-school-year afternoons when we’ve all had enough and are being huge shits to each other: relentless mockery, throwing erasers, making angry arrangements to fight after school…the works.  Ms. K, who’s also had enough, screams (fittingly enough) “ENOUGH!” at the top of her lungs. Since she doesn’t usually do this, we all fall into sudden dead silence.  She puts her teaching book aside and sits on her desk for a second, thinking.  After a deep sigh, she begins: “You don’t know how special this time is.  School is the only time in which you…