So to sum my resume:
Casino
Airport
Sales (a devil corp mlm scheme to make it worse)
Cart Attendant
I’m so done dealing with the worst types of people who’ll say the most heinous shit to you over the littlest things. I’m just trying to do my shit minimum wage job and everyone around me has to make things harder.
The casino was filled with sore losers and children in aging bodies yelling at everyone around them for losses that were ultimately their choice. I was a banker simply looking for mistakes at the table and collecting chips. It’s the most mind numbing soul sucking job as I sit there day after day rotting like everyone else there. Im just cog easily replaced contributing to absolutely nothing but a debilitating addiction to the world. And I just have to sit and take it as dealers chastise me over making them a wait 2 seconds while players say racist shit to me for “getting in the way of their money”
The airport filled with high strung people and rich assholes. People of all different cultures and all different kinds of fucked. Coworkers and management creating a toxic ass environment acting like high schoolers talking shit about everyone for every thing as if the passengers on our flight don’t chew us out enough for things out our control. Your flight is ten minutes late? Oh ig it makes sense to harass the people on the ground that got nothing to do with it.
Sales.
Card attendant, I spent 8 hours a day of manual labor and cleaning up after people who are too inconsiderate to take a few extra seconds to throw things away before they go and put their cart back in place before leaving the store. Retail sucks sure but imagine being outside in the rain dealing with aftermath. Collecting carts while trying not get hit by cars or cause damage to them yourself. Still don’t walk quite the same after that job.
I don’t like being pessimistic but I realize how much I just don’t want to contribute to these fucked up corporations that don’t add anything meaningful the world. I don’t want to rot away working these jobs that ruin me mentally and physically. I got hit by a car, started taking antidepressants and developed vitamin deficiencies due to my graveyard hours and for what 12-20 bucks an hour in an area where you can’t live unless you make over a hundred grand year.