I need to vent to people that get it. No, nobody directly said the post title to me. I’ve contracted with a company that owes me $4,200 for the month of February. I’m not going to see my first day of February’s pay check until the second week of March. (Sucky contract I know) Coming off the pandemic I had to take whatever work I can get. I’m hired as a contractor not on staff and am not there full time, so I don’t get any benefits. Accidentally broke a tooth due to stress grinding and just had to pay for dental work. So now I have to decide which bills go unpaid. Good thing I do intermittent fasting as now I have extra motivation to only eat once a day. As a millennial with a decent job, I’m still just fucked. I’m sick of getting fucked over by super…
I love my work but not my company.
I work 50+ a week taking care of a house hold of adults that have brain injuries. My job barely pays a living wage for a single person. Management wants to write us up for arguing with the participants and asks us to take on more work than we are legally allowed to do. I am exhausted of work as I haven't taken time off since spring last year. We are short-staffed and my coworkers make life hard for each other all the time. We break multiple health care laws a day due to staffing issues and I'm just tired of the grind to barely get by. I only make 10.75 an hour but clear 30k a year. The pay isn't even a big issue. Sure it could be better and if it was we might have more people to staff the houses.
Sometimes I fantasize about a nation wide or global strike where everyone collectively decides to not attend work or school until we’re paid livable wages with better working conditions and until education is affordable. Instead we just take it, day after day after day. #stayinbedmovement
“They need to hire more people”
I typed out the following in response to that comment on a different sub. I was crying by the time I finished. I almost just hit the X, but decided it should go somewhere. I don't know that it'll really even get seen. But here ya go, a perspective from someone who has been a “non-medical frontline essential worker” through the whole thing. (yes, I need a vacation. yes, I'm working with a psychiatrist) – – – Seriously. I've worked in customer service for decades. I've always truly loved my current job (customer service retail) pre-covid (with the exception of a couple of bumps, been there a little over 11yrs). I'm currently more than double minimum wage & get good benefits. Since covid though. Yikes. I don't speak for everyone, but I speak for many- I'm burnt out. I'm exhausted all the time. We stayed open, we came in, you…
I work for a small county government and early in 2019 the head of our department got county commission to agree to department-wide raises because our required skills, heavy work load, and we are one of the only areas within the county that doesn't work mon-fri 7-4. No one was applying for open positions and our team with 9 positions only had 3 workers and a supervisor to cover 6 months of 24/7 work. So we got commissioners to agree to raises about the same time a new head of HR started. Coincidentally, there was also a move to vote for a union among county workers (laborers). We were told that when new hires came in at the new pay rate, our pay would be adjusted as well. We get new people and they come in making more than us. It's ok, we know our raise is coming. That was…
This should be good news. 5 days, 8 hour shifts, out before 5 every day. I'm in a kitchen and everyone is positive and good vibes all day. Everything is clean and organized. This shit never happens. But today I found out they don't allow people to go into overtime. I rely on overtime often. I don't 100% need it, but fuck did I really need it to not be drowning every week. I'm fairly good with my money, I don't go out, I gave up all my vices. But without overtime I def can't afford much else outside of “existing”. This should be good news, it should free me up to actually live my life, but what's the point if I can't hardly afford to do anything with my life. That time and a half was invaluable to me.