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I thought I found a good job…

I work at a hotel. I haven’t been working there long. The pay is decent for me, no college degree and limited work experience. I also still live with family. Here’s the thing though, my family is struggling to find housing. I made the biggest mistake of my life by letting them know this. Ever since then they’ve been fucking me over, especially after I got sick. They cut my hours significantly when I came back. This week is my first week back on full time in a few months. I was so happy but the stress of not finding housing was getting to me. So I made two mistakes, both completely different mistakes. The first mistake they didn’t tell me much about it. I didn’t get written up or anything. This second mistake they sent an email asking about it. I responded, explaining it was my fault but also…


I work at a hotel. I haven’t been working there long. The pay is decent for me, no college degree and limited work experience. I also still live with family.

Here’s the thing though, my family is struggling to find housing. I made the biggest mistake of my life by letting them know this. Ever since then they’ve been fucking me over, especially after I got sick. They cut my hours significantly when I came back.

This week is my first week back on full time in a few months. I was so happy but the stress of not finding housing was getting to me. So I made two mistakes, both completely different mistakes. The first mistake they didn’t tell me much about it. I didn’t get written up or anything. This second mistake they sent an email asking about it. I responded, explaining it was my fault but also that it did show on my end as doing the thing correctly. So I’m mostly convinced the system messed up.

Fast forward to tonight, schedule for next week comes out. I’m all happy to be on full time, only to see they put me back to part time, only two days a week. They know that I need the money, they know that we don’t have money for food.

I was told upon hiring that I would get written up and have a meeting about mistakes not my hours cut. So not only do I feel completely lied to, I am beyond furious.

Because of all this stress, my depression and anxiety, I’m going to go to a mental health facility because as soon as I found out my hours got cut I had a breakdown. It just happened to be the final straw. Luckily I have insurance.

Never believe businesses, they’re only in it for how much money they make, never for employees wellbeing. Just don’t believe them. Work to make money don’t work because you want to help the team. I got sucked into this family mentality and I’m never letting it happen again.

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