Category: Antiwork

I recently got a job at Mcdonalds, needed money to become more independent from my parents. I'm still attending school which is partly why I think this was a stupid decision. I'm now working Saturday and Sunday, 9 to 5, all the free time where I would use my money doesn't exist anymore. Maybe I'm being dramatic and I know its my fault for choosing to work there but it feels insane to me that this is a fully legal thing that most adults encourage kids to do. I would quit but having my only work experience last a month would destroy any opportunities to have realistically get a job in the future. I know its a dumb rant but jesus I fucking hate that this is what life will be and when I get older it will be exclusively working.

“On a related note, we have had a number of people that are clocking in prior to their commute in, which is fraudulent and a violation of the time keeping policy. The expectation is that hourly Partners clock in when they reach their desk and start to work in the morning unless there are extenuating circumstances (e.g., working on a remote shoot, traveling for a market, etc). Unfortunately, we are now in a position that we need to monitor this each week for compliance.” They insist on calling us “Partners” now. Because that takes the sting out of be a wage slave I guess.

Im guessing I may have a lawsuit or class action lawsuit here… I was working for a company and signed up for the health savings account, pretax 2k… as I was planning on a bunch of dental work etc. I used about $800 by November when I was part of a large company layoff (about 70% of staff). I went to use my HSA debit card to pay for a urgent care visit it and it didn’t work. I called the company that handles it and they said I was not able to accrue any new charges as I was no longer employed with the company. Which caught me off guard as when I signed up I knew it was use it or lose it by the end of the year and thought I had six more weeks to use the remaining $1200. The representative told me to contact my…