Tl;dr: There's no tldr, I'm just exhausted and frustrated and this is me ranting. Feel free to ignore. I've been working for my company for just over 2 years now. In the first 1.5 years, I was one of the (if not 'the') top performers in my team/department to the point that just after 15 months in, I was one of the 3 senior most people in my department and I was being pushed into a more leadership role. During this time, I was regularly putting in extra time (in some cases up to 12 hours a day). I wouldn't take sick/personal days and even when I did I was usually always available and was putting out fires. This was so frequent that it actually became a joke amongst my colleagues. 1.5 years later, I got the opportunity to go to grad school in a different country but finances were…
It's easy for people like Kim Kardashian to 'work hard'. For them, work consists of fancy dinners with clients and wearing designer clothes in front of a camera. For the working class, work is often miserable, alienating, and oppressive. How hard one works is not just a matter of personal choice and character, it's mostly determined by one's circumstances.
From a mediaeval re-enactor friend
Helped someone dodge a bullet
I quit my work y-day. Posted about it. What I might have forgotten to mention is literally *20 seconds* before I was paying for my last shop with the supermarket using my employee discount card for the last time, this small, weak looking lady comes up and says excuse me, can you get a manager? I haven't heard anything about my application in weeks. I warned her away from the company. She went wide-eyed and patted my shoulder twice and thanked me before leaving. :->. We already didn't have enough people (CAN'T.IMAGINE.WHY.) and I quit very suddenly on them. I genuinely do not recommend working for that company willingly however. Impart a bit of the Matrix where you can and help folks dodge bullshit too, everyone!
I'm an Architect in the UK and I started a job at a new practice last September. At the interview I was clear about what my limitations are due to only have become a registered architect a year ago. I explained that I have experience working at another practice prior to this (mostly as an assistant) and as many people at my stage, experience and exposure to certain type of work can be limited. This is a place where the smaller scale of the projects mean that there is a faster pace, and every architect is managing a higher volume of projects than I'm used to. I have communicated that time management is something i might need training on and getting used to the processes they have in the company. Fastforward 3 months and I have my first review, where these comments were made by an English director: do you…
Phew, almost missed an offer
I got an email a few weeks back from a person at the same place I'd applied at for a lower position in the same department I'd applied for just weeks earlier. I assumed they promoted and wanted me to fill that vacancy. I ignored it and got one from the the department manager about applying. I replied to that just in case I did need to apply there. I wasn't interested because I'd applied to the same job I do now at their location. That zoom, and on site tour like it was my first day after an easy interview, I figured I had a great chance. Then I got an email to submit the references in a system they use. That goes well and I wait, a week passed. No call but I got an email. I admit I didn't understand it, because it was from the same…
I have a vacation coming up and I’m taking one week off work. I’ve only done this twice in five years because I have no backup at my job and I come back and it takes me weeks to unbury myself. I usually just take a day or two off here and there. Im getting to the end of my rope at my job and just thinking screw it im taking a week of vacation. But I’m nervous of all the work to come back to. I just want a job where I can go on vacation and come back and not return to a mountain of papers.
My co-worker was pregnant and had to undergo cervical cerclage, a medical procedure that stiches the opening of the uterus to prevent miscarriage. Ou boss insisted that she had to keep working, but that was already the third trimester of pregnancy, and they did not release my friend of duty. I offered myself to help, and took most of her job, and, fortunately, the baby was born. If she had lost the baby, what would the boss say 'I'm sorry'? Later, this very boss was promoted to a higher position because of her 'productivity'. My friend left her job, and never returned to work.