Antiwork

I meet with my manager twice a week for 30 minutes to talk about two different aspects of the job. I mostly stay quiet and answer his questions, because if there is something I needed from him, I'd just ask in an email and/or direct message. They seem like a waste of time, but I guess managers need something to do? Need to “manage.” But in reality there is nothing to manage. Am i just being bitter?

Okay so I’m turning 26 soon and I woke up this beautiful Monday morning so fucking irritated that I’m waking up early just to sign on to my stupid computer and move the mouse around for 8 hours. I’m exhausted and sad and clueless as to wtf led generations of people to comply with the stupidest shit I’ve ever seen. It’s not even efficient. I can get the “work” done in an hour, but I have to waste all this sunshine just sitting here to collect enough money to barely survive. Idk I just feel like everyone who tells me to “just be happy” hasn’t been happy a day in their entire life. Idk what I’m expecting here. I know I’ve gotta make the life I want but it feels so fucking debilitating to sit here and be talked at by literal idiots who think our completely inessential labor is…

I feel drained, tired and apathetic about my job. Today, I've come to work and my general manager didn't even rota someone to he here for 1 hour so it was supposed to be me alone in my pub on a nice warm day when it could have been really busy. Luckily, it wasn't, and my coworker (an assistant manager), stayed an extra hour. Even then, the time I was supposed to have an hour break, only 1 other person was supposed to start. It's just ticked me off and made me feel so frustrated that things aren't managed properly and not enough care is given for us. Also, I haven't been getting paid correctly for months and my manager said he'd update it in April (new UK financial year), but I just realised that my pay should go up anyway to match the new living costs. I'm just so…

I wasn't born with this divine earth suit full of sensors, meant for savoring physical reality, to spend my life locked away and wasting away the use of said sensors just to enable someone else to experience the delights of this magnificent earth. I did not bear human beings so that they too can sacrifice their entire reality for others. I did not raise humans for the pleasure of others at the cost of theirs. I was born to live. I was born to roam free and one day die free. I was born to love, be in community, and work only for the ones I love. I was born to model this life for my loved ones and see them flourish as the sacred beings that they are.

I have a brother and cousin that were born in 1980 and they live a completely different lives than me and my other siblings (early 90's). They were able to get jobs without degrees through computer know how and work experience. And probably most importantly they were able to get jobs prior to 2008. It seems like if you want to get a job post 2008 you have to compete with the whole world (thanks linkdin) for a basic bitch office job. Here I am in 2022 with 4 years experience in supply chain (thanks military) and a degree in supply chain (thanks for the gil bill military) and NO ONE gives a single fuck. If this was the years 2002 I would be a manager somewhere. How do you guys deal with the fact that if you were born after the early 80's your life difficulty was changed to…

Bitch boss told me I’m incompetent and don’t know how to work after busting my ass all last year. Luckily I have a lot saved up. No rush for another job right now, but I’m constantly getting interviews. It was a nice Cush government job but with toxic managers.

A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting at my desk when I started experiencing chest pains. I remember the day it happened too. My supervisor came over to my desk with a fake smile on her face and told me about all of the things I could’ve done better on a case I asked for her help on. As soon as she walked away, the chest pains started. Since then it’s been happening more frequently. I also noticed that as soon I leave my job and throughout the weekend, I don’t experience chest pains at all. This had made me realize that I am young and completely burned out. I can slowly feel my mind turning to mush. I’m forgetting things more and more. I’m easily annoyed and all I want to do is sleep. I don’t enjoy hanging out with friends or family. My mind is literally always…