Antiwork

I manage the bar and bartend at an event venue. The money is excellent (bartending, not managing) and since I've been doing it a while, I'm good at it. The only problem is the flips. During wedding season, we have events every Friday and Saturday, and on occasion Fri/Sat/Sun. This requires flipping the room where you take everything down, clean up and set it back up again after the event ends at 12:30. (vacuuming, moving stages, stacking chairs, moving tables, mopping, bathrooms). Keep in mind our venue seats 400, it takes an hour for one person to just vacuum and it's usually only 3-4 people flipping. I've been doing this for about 5 years and it's exhausting. My body is shot from it. Every year at the end of the season, I always second guess my choice working here because the flips are so intense I have regular back and…

i work at a retail store. our official policy for shoplifting is: ask the “customer” if you can help them. “your great customer service will make them reconsider stealing”. i got promoted to a management position back in november. i would never even bat an eye at shoplifters until this. now i just ask them if they need help and make it obvious i’m watching them. i’ve never really encountered an issue until yesterday when i did just that and was physically assaulted by the man. yes, i was stupid, i should have just let him walk. it doesn’t matter, it was fairly frightening. long story short, i know if i somehow file a claim against the company, they’ll pay me to make it go away. for the time being i doubt i can make any difference and the money would help. any advice on how to go about this…

I hope we stop working. Stop paying for things. Take all our money out of our bank accounts and either put it in a safe or load it onto untraceable prepaid cards. Split into groups with our big guns that they didn't want to control and just make everyone wait at the front of the grocery stores while they're emptied into vans that then distribute the products for free across the community. The only reason they're able to hoard resources is because we let them. We're doing it with a knife held to our neck, but we're still letting them. I just want to take away the knife. If we had actual plans with actual dates that assured me enough people would participate to make a difference, I'd do whatever it took. I like to think that, at least. I believe that I would. But that may just be my…

We're supposed to finish at 17:30. They keep on taking customers past closing time. There hasn't been a single day, where I have finished on time. I have family that needs tending to. Today I said fuck it. I just picked up my stuff and clocked out. And I ignored the dirty looks. I just kept on walking. This job is starting to burn me out.