This week in my city we had some dangerous winter weather come in early Wednesday morning. About half the workers showed up including me, but we were sent home after 45 minutes. Those who didn’t show up will still get paid since the day was cancelled. Thursday the roads were still bad but since we weren’t told the day was cancelled, I drove in. Only 5 workers showed up. After an hour, we were sent home. The day was cancelled again and everyone will get paid, but we were told by text message that all workers will be required to work Friday as a make up day (normally Fridays are off). Friday. Once again only 5 people show up. We work the whole day and work our asses off. Is it fair that all those people who didn’t show up will still get paid? The few of us that came…
took this full-time office job out of desperation even though the pay is insultingly low. everyone advised me it would be a “good career move” to get a start in a new industry after leaving my previous work. problem is that now i’m overworked, underpaid and horribly miserable. in the time that i’ve been at this job (about seven months), four people have left the company to go elsewhere. that means more work for me (because i’m the bottom of the ladder) with absolutely no pay rise or mention of how to handle the extra demands. it’s blatantly obvious that this workplace cuts corners with spending, wherever possible, so… where did the salaries of four individual workers go?
I am simultaneously trying to be as vague and in detail as possible, hence being a new account, but my dad has owned a Real Estate business for years that’s become one of the most successful in my state. He bought a motor home solely via tax evasion. He managed to pull that off by writing it off as a “home office”. He thinks I’m stupid and that I can’t see that most of what he does is illegal or highly unethical. I told him months ago that I was interested in possibly working for him, to which he set up a “meeting” with me as he called it (ie dinner with his daughter to discuss career plans lol). At the end of the dinner he told me “well, we talked about Real Estate so I guess I can write this off, haha”. After that encounter in itself I no…
Anything to avoid paying fair wages
How to pay off debt?
I believe depression is primarily a result of toxic ideas about productivity and worth deeply embedded in our society. By treating it at the individual level, and not at the societal and cultural level, we are missing many opportunities to help people. Although I think it's a global societal problem, it's easy enough to witness on the scale of a single family. I think of it as the “lazy uncle” problem. Imagine you married into a new family and you are told that one of the uncles doesn't work, doesn't take care of children, and stays at home all day. Your first thought is likely to be that there's something wrong with him. It's an automatic judgement engrained in our culture, so you don't stop to think if it's reasonable. It's practically a trope that there's always one uncle who lays around the house and doesn't work or contribute, and…
A Polish boss in face of war in Ukraine:
https://twitter.com/m_ignatowska/status/1497282768086179845 “A friend of mine lost 1/3 of his employees overnight. His Ukrainian workers [lot of Ukrainian come to Poland for work] decided to go home and join the fight. He paid them triple what they owed him for their last salary and just asked them to get back in one piece.”
Burst into tears at work
Throwaway because people know my main. So, yesterday, where I live, we had horrible weather. I am talking beyond snow, it was ridiculous. I woke up and contemplated not going to work. I ended up going to work anyway (I am an imbecile I know) because they had no one to replace me at work. I was at the bus stop, freezing for forty minutes, and I ended up ubering to work (cost me 20 dollars). It is policy that we are supposed to text or call if we are missing work or absent. My phone died at the bus stop, (It is an old phone, and I cannot afford to buy a new one at this point). My phone came back long enough for me to be able to text the boss, and I told him: “I am sorry I could not text, my phone died at the bus…