Antiwork

Owner comes to interview me. Arrives 90 minutes late. No apology. I had to pay 25 dollars per hour to park near the location. So literally this cost me quite a bit of money. Got a haircut. 30. Parking 50 dollars. Interview went great. At end he says “we will call you tomorrow with our decision.” That was Tuesday. Not a word. The amount of nerves and stress it took to go out on a limb and chase this job has me feeling like a fool. Did two total interviews and was recommended for the position by the person they wanted to hire and now nothing. I barely know the guy (multi millionaire restaurant owner) and he showed a lack of any respect by 1, showing up late to a place he knows only has paid parking. 2, just blatantly lied about calling. It just makes me feel like a…

I come from a pretty old school area (western pa) of the us. Growing up i learned the value of a hard days work, and that if you gave the right effort, and respect, youre job would take care of you. My grandfather like imparting pieces of wisdom like “if a man pays you a dollar for a job, you give them a dollar tens worth of work.” When i was in high school i went to a trade school to study masonry. I thought it would be a great bit of security, after all people always need houses. I then graduated in 2008 right when the housing market had collapsed, and no one was building anywhere, let alone in my impoverished chunk of appalachia. Finding myself with a worthless degree, and nowhere near the grades (because of tech school) needed for any kind of scholarship, i found myself with…

To be clear, the cameras are inward facing, watching us. No one above my supervisor has ever even been on sight. We already have a camera in the office watching us 24/7. There hasn’t been a single incident warranting cameras in the vehicles. Can’t wait for them to fire a bunch of people for unprofessional behavior and the inevitable guy jacking off.

For 10+ years after graduating from a miserable graduate program, I worked 70+ (not OT pay) hours in a rural ass town for several jobs. I wad made to believe that I should slave away at my job, and be grateful for the shit pay. While my friends were getting married and starting families, I gained weight (300lbs) I had nothing, just work. I was too tired from work and the toxic environment that I had no energy to meet anyone in that rural town. Now Im in my mid 30s and live in a big city. Ive rarely dated. Ive lost over half my weight but I feel incredibly ugly, and Im awkward. I feel too old for everyone and everything even though I feel in college. Its like work has stopped my social maturity. I don’t know how to get a date even if I tried. I’m going…