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I got a job two weeks ago as a waitress in a part-time function on the weekends. Work is brutal. The restaurant / café / bar is big and sometimes you're alone in charge of 15+ tables. Clients come and go, there is no way to tell who arrived first because you have to keep doing rounds on the place, and everyone complains. Payment was also not very good but I put in mind that I just needed to stay a couple of weeks until I got an offer for something better (summer is approaching and everywhere is hiring, although the conditions are always similarly shitty). When I got the job, I was baited by the existence of a bonus that I later on found out that it didn't actually exist yet, so I was already pissed. I'm supposed to work 8 hours but I'm scheduled for 9, with the…
I graduated college into the Great Recession and didn't have a decent paying job until recently. I feel like a good fifteen years of life have been robbed from me. Lately I am willing to work insane hours, and very hard, but I expect very high pay and would, if I could, just loot the company I work for, like I'm taking back payments for what's been taken from me. You only live once, after all. If you mess up this chance, you're done for. Does anyone else, like older Millennials or late Gen X, feel and think this way lately?
My job is in a great Mall in Spain, moving shopping carts from parkings to the supermarket. Underpaid shit for just 12h a week. This is the easiest job in the world, if you are phisically capable you can do it, no intelligence or learning needed. I had 1 day formation and i learned it all in 1 hour. My second day I was told that I did an amazing job, impressive… Just moved all carts from parkings into the market. This was again the next weeks, and I was really pissed off, why are they congratulating me for this shit job that anybody can do… Well it took me few months to realize, myvotyer partners in carts are 3 of the best, 2 drug addicts(usual consumer, not zombie like one) and an alcoholic. Is this a problem for me? Not at all. Well if you just slip your work…
I work for a temp company under my mother. She has alwayse been known my whole life to love he job more then anything else. We work for a small company in a hyper store (think Walmart). This company is known for resets and i work nights. The store closes at midnight, we work from 8pm – 5am 4 days a week with a half shift on Fridays. This usually gets me to 40 hours but for the most part we get done with work a little too fast. I work with two other people. One has known my mother for almost thirty years, and the other is someone I've known since early middle school and we're both in our early twenties. We have an incredible work ethic and get resets done in nearly half the normal expected time. This leads to one of our first issues. Some weeks we…