Antiwork

I work on a boardwalk with a dozen other businesses and the section I work at is understaffed. I am by myself 99.99% of the time. My attraction is connected to one of the main places so I have people close by when I need it. Most of the time they forget I called. When I started I had one other person with me and she left for an externship. Now I'm alone. My manager and director decide they wanted to change some shit up and not tell me. They kept changing because my manager kept losing notes / requests and would blame me. I could call out due to being sick or having a seizure and they'd ask me if I could come in later in the day.I was calling to not go to work A month before my coworker quit we had heard that our company brought in…

I wish I was gaslit better tbh. I see all the problems, all the suffering, the wealth concentration, the abuse of each other, I see the bucket, I know I'm a crab, and I know I'm just here to serve the wealthy at their leisure. I wish I was blind and happy in my ignorance, but they got too greedy and stopped allowing us even a modest existence and now all I can see is we have to confront it, but it will be painful and bloody. What we need to realize is they've created “teams” and set us against each other when everyone is feeling the same desperation, anger, and fear and we just don't know where to put it. It serves the wealthy to focus more on our differences than our similarities. United we stand, divided we crawl.