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I moved 1.5hrs away from my hometown. My employer set me up in employee housing for $520/month. And now they cut my hours down to 15hrs/week.

Honestly, I’m at a loss for words at this point. I was making just enough $$ hourly to scrape by with a little measly savings fund every month on 40hrs/week. A traveling manager comes in and tells me my job should only take 30hrs a week to complete, and asked me what is taking so long. Well… the traveling manager visits once a week and is also supposed to have been the person to train me. Tl;Dr: they suck at training, and even my ADHD brain can’t follow what they were trying to teach. So I’m probably at least 40% self-taught. Fast forward to almost two weeks ago. I’m on the schedule for 28hrs. 3/4 that time is split between my admin tasks, and the other part they want me to fill in as a cashier. Fine. Whatever. Shit won’t get done, but it’s clearly not my problem—apparently. Fast forward…


Honestly, I’m at a loss for words at this point.

I was making just enough $$ hourly to scrape by with a little measly savings fund every month on 40hrs/week. A traveling manager comes in and tells me my job should only take 30hrs a week to complete, and asked me what is taking so long.

Well… the traveling manager visits once a week and is also supposed to have been the person to train me. Tl;Dr: they suck at training, and even my ADHD brain can’t follow what they were trying to teach. So I’m probably at least 40% self-taught.

Fast forward to almost two weeks ago. I’m on the schedule for 28hrs. 3/4 that time is split between my admin tasks, and the other part they want me to fill in as a cashier. Fine. Whatever. Shit won’t get done, but it’s clearly not my problem—apparently.

Fast forward to yesterday/today. Due to a disability I have, I cannot complete the cashiering shifts they asked me to do, which means that my 40hr a week job has been reduced to 15hrs for next week. I am an hour and a half from all of what I know, in a city (I come from a rural country area), with hardly any friends of connections, and I can’t even afford to pay the rent without dipping into my savings because my employer is fucking me over. And if I keep spending my savings on COL, then I don’t have enough money to get an apartment and a new job in this new city. And for the record, I can’t return to my hometown due to familial issues.

I feel dependent and royally fucked at the same time. Working on multiple solutions, but I wish I lived in a world where I didn’t have to rely on my employer for literally everything…

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