Antiwork

Fast food was one of my first jobs. My friend was a shift manager and told me he caught the assistant manager deleting my already- worked-hours from payroll to lower payroll costs. He asked her what she was doing and said she told him she was just making corrections to my time card so I get paid for all the time I worked. But he knew I worked all those hours because we usually worked together. I confronted her the next day and she said she goes through everyone’s payroll when she does labor costs. He knew what she was doing and she just denied it. From then on I saved every print out from my clock in/out event.

As my mother continues to throw out the “nobody wants to work since they can be paid for sitting on their butts” crap, I'm putting together a nice gift for Mother's Day. Since I'm receiving unemployment, I will start with a copy of my last paycheck at my former employer and my latest unemployment check. Unemployment is roughly an 80 percent pay cut. Yes, I used to make what I make in a week off of unemployment in a day. Having to keep records of applying for jobs for said unemployment, I am also printing off each email acknowledging my application and any rejection correspondence I receive. Note: I receive email correspondence on 1 out of 10 or so applications – no one has offered an interview in months. I am tired of the “nobody wants to work” crap when no one seems to be hiring. I've applied for jobs…

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I’ve been working at a restaurant for about a month. It’s gearing up for the busy season. When I was hired I was the third server on the staff and was getting three shifts a week. Then they hired new people and gave them three shifts and me just two. I figured I’d be patient. This week I requested two days off, but since my schedule changes every week I figured they’d just give me two days out of the remaining 3 available days. I open my schedule: zero shifts. The anxiety sent me into s physical state of shock and I had to go into work. A consummate professional, I served my guests perfectly, then decided to talk to the boss about why my schedule gave me zero shifts. I was told that this is what they meant by flexibility. Being ok with zero income?! Not knowing what days,…

I just got finished laying in the tub under a luke-warm shower ejecting food out both ends of my digestive system after soiling myself trying to get in my car and drive to work after being up all night with similar issues. And I'm laying there crying because I know I'm letting the other employees down and that this will probably be a write up and maybe cost me my job. (Said issues very specifically caused by a nasty TV dinner that was my meal after a 13 hr shift, no worries of underlying health problems.) TLDR: I'm violently sick but years of employment have conditioned me to feel like the real problem is me not going to work.