In my various employments, I have encountered recurring challenges that have made ‘working’ the bane of my life, including difficulties in scheduling (i.e., managers problematically allocating resources); inadequate compensation that does not reflect the responsibilities and duties of the job; uninspiring leadership; lackluster team morale; and, an unfulfilling work environment.
My journey has been marked by a set of challenges that have persisted in every job I have held. Such challenges do not exist in isolation from one another. They invariably stem from one another and can compound on each other. Keep in mind this is in the context of entry-level, part-time jobs.
Sometimes, I wish I was never cognizant of such issues. Unfortunately for me, and for you (to whomever can relate), there is no light at the end of the tunnel insofar as the capitalist mode of production persists. You and I, together, will always be deeply unhappy and utterly fucked, whether you know it or not. Your perspective and point of reference may ease some of your troubles, but this front will eventually dissipate.
I have no hope for the future. I have no hope for my future, in the same vein, your future. Unless, that is, MrBeast pays you a visit or you buy into a sketchy crypto course and accidentally get lucky.
I wish I could work with normal fucking people. I wish I could have a half-decent job. Money is the problem, but man I wish I was oblivious to this.