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So, I've been considering quitting a factory job I've had for all of checks watch 3 and a half months, due to the fact that my boss has an issue with me in particular. I already have a disposition against factory jobs, because those types of jobs are what my dad worked most of his life and he's been absolutely miserable in every single job he's been at. But the work isn't a s horrid as I thought it was going to be, and if it wasn't for my boss, I wouldn't even be posting this, but this little fuck knuckle has a hard on for grilling me over little shit that he doesn't come after anyone else for. I started on January 3rd and everything seemed fine, he wasn't too bad, even polite at times. I helped do inventory at a facility on the North side of town(the facility…


So, I've been considering quitting a factory job I've had for all of checks watch 3 and a half months, due to the fact that my boss has an issue with me in particular. I already have a disposition against factory jobs, because those types of jobs are what my dad worked most of his life and he's been absolutely miserable in every single job he's been at. But the work isn't a s horrid as I thought it was going to be, and if it wasn't for my boss, I wouldn't even be posting this, but this little fuck knuckle has a hard on for grilling me over little shit that he doesn't come after anyone else for. I started on January 3rd and everything seemed fine, he wasn't too bad, even polite at times. I helped do inventory at a facility on the North side of town(the facility where I work currently) and halfway through the day I went with my boss over to a facility on the South side of town. Second day, I go to North side, which is where I know I'm supposed to go. After about a minute or two of waiting, my boss walks in and goes, “Hey. Aren't you supposed to be at South side?” And text obviously doesn't display tone but it was like he expected me to know how things went, on my second day, without even teaching me. I shrugged the tone off and explained that no one told me if I was gonna be working there and he responds with, “All right. You better hope you don't need to be there.” I ended up going over to South side with him and just wrote the interaction off. Then I actually start the work at North side, which was assembling desks(mostly). I was put on the desk line and was told to make sure the people making desks had boxes to put them in and that the desks had screws in them. My entire fist week there, he kept telling me to check the screws, and I listened. Then I went to go tape the boxes up and load them onto pallets and a desk came by with a screw missing. Rather than go tell the person feeding boxes to check the screws, he goes to me and treats it as my fuck up saying, “You need to check the screws, alright? He don't care, you gotta watch them.” And after that particular instance, whenever he'd ask if I'm checking them and I'd say yes, he would respond with “Okay. I guarantee you you're missing some.” After finishing out my second week of desk work, 3rd week total, I decided I didn't really care about the screws anymore. I'd glance over them, but if one slipped by, oh well. Fast forward a month or so, I'm in the process of moving these heavy ass desks onto a pallet and he's trying to tell me something, while I'm focusing on not dropping this on my foot and breaking a toe or three. He tells me there's a tag for the pallet and I say “okay”. He asks if I heard him, I respond “yes”. He calls me by my name and I raise my voice, which offends him. He tells me if I don't want to do this work I can leave and he gives me the “I'm telling Mom” of stuck up bosses. After that incident, I have begun looking for another job in my town, due to the toxicity he aims directly at me and the fact that I've gotten at least one anxiety attack while working here(I'm not one who's ever had an anxiety attack before that one). And I've been trying to find another job, before I quit, but I can't keep this up for much longer. Every day I get closer and closer to either walking out without a word or thrashing him in front of God and everybody. I'm still living with my parents, working on getting a vehicle up and running, getting my license, and leaving. With all of that being said, is there any advice anyone could or would give me?

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