Antiwork

Some of you may have seen my post in the past about how my job was strictly forcing me to stay and work there extra hours, good news is I quit. Never showed up again and already planning on suing them. But that woke me up to reality, is that what a 9-5 feels like? Working 8 or 9 hours every single day just to get paid every 2 weeks? Barely have enough time to see family or friends, have vacations, have fun and LIVE LIFE??? Other people have probably posted the same thing like this but this is just so fucking sad. In America we work everyday and barely survive with so many things people need. Rent, Food,Bills,Taxes and so many more. We work till we die and that’s pretty much it. I’m still young so I know I can’t really relate to most of this stuff but it’s…

Unless you have a union contract, or some sort of legally binding employment contract (sign on paper work agreeing to give two weeks notice is not legally binding in the vast majority of cases. You should be well aware if you work in an industry with legally binding agreements) with an employer, you have absolutely no obligation or need to give a two weeks notice. Two weeks notice is a courtesy so they can replace you. If you're on this sub complaining about your employer, chances are your employer doesn't deserve this courtesy. If they were replacing you, they would do it behind your back and fire you with no notice once they know they have you replaced. So why give them a courtesy they wouldn't give you? If you're worried about having a reference, which shouldn't be an issue in the case you already have another lined up, just…

So, I am not a crier. My partner shows her emotions very easily and it’s beautiful. I, however, just don’t cry. It’s not a thing and it’s ok. I’m not like….saving up tears or anything, it’s just not a natural thing for me. I cried at work today. For like 1/2 an hour. And it’s been Years since that happened. The day and the person I was assisting led me to. I called my supervisors, had a talk with them and the person I was assisting, and finished my shift because I didn’t want to leave anyone in a lurch. I got back to the main hub, emailed my main supervisor and said that tomorrow I would be taking a mental health sick day. This mother fucker just called me at 9:45pm. I’m supposed to work at 8am if coming in for the shift (which I emailed at 5:30p that…

I don’t have much experience with unions… are they a good or bad thing?

On the way home from work, I got a call. I have a hands free option in my car so I thought it was Husband and answered. I didn't look at the caller ID. Now, I'm currently bouncing around the idea of getting a new job, due to financial reasons. I haven't decided if I want to leave my current one yet, but I want the option. Well… I probably should have let the call go to voicemail. I answered a potential interviewer with, “Hey baby!” Silence. I'm not getting that job. 🥲