Antiwork

While I was in school, I worked part time at an artisanal Ohio-based ice cream shop. Let's call it Shleni's. 95% of the time, it was a lovely job. I worked with some great managers, I loved (most of) my coworkers, and I'm still kind of obsessed with the product. I also loved the whole ethos of the product: the company really did care about sourcing ingredients ethically. (I definitely know and acknowledge, however, that not everyone who worked for the company felt/feels the same way, especially those who tried climbing the leadership ladder.) But Shleni's paid minimum wage. There were opportunities to get raises, but let's be honest, an extra 50 cents an hour is borderline insulting, ya know? About 2 years into my time with the company, we were invited to an all-staff meeting with the founder, Shleni herself. Don't get me wrong: I love Shleni. She's passionate…