Antiwork

I would genuinely just want to be a home maker, take care of my animals and get more, spend time with my loved ones, and actually enjoy doing crafty hobbies, reading books, and playing video games. I just want to feel fulfilled in my life but that's not possible since I can only do work, that I'm miserable in, in order to survive.

Bob Evans taught us, we always “treat strangers like friends and friends like family. Or so we thought. I started working at Bob Evans 4 years ago as a part time job during school. My starting wage was 8.00 an hour to host, but I was O.K. with the wage. It was my first job, and it was a pretty easy job. I eventually worked my way all the way up to 8.25 as a host (huge accomplishment, right?). I learned every position in the restaurant so I could get more hours and help out around wherever I was needed. Takeout delivery was a role I learned, it was extremely fast paced at times, especially if you were the only one scheduled. Somewhere along the line I got a raise to 9 dollars an hour. Then corporate made changes to the roles at Bob Evans. Corporate decided to combine hosting…

I absolutely do not mind working. I'm self motivated, and I get nervous if I have down time. Basically the perfect slave. I make 23.50, and live modestly with a house, a wife and 3 children. Why does anywhere that pays decently wanna work you 10-12 hours every day!?? I'm totally fine with 8. I feel like I'm still in control of my schedule. But 10 I feel like the schedule controls me. I don't wanna work extra to make extra. If I wanna make extra, I'll do side stuff that I wanna do on my own terms. Just wanted to rant that's all. I love you all ️

This isn't a political post, and it isn't about covid. Honestly, what I'm most worried about is I feel that now people are going to see just how fucking depressed I am at work. At least for the past year or so I have been able to hide behind my mask emotionally. I have never been good at hiding my emotions, and my job is so monotonous it has been making me question why I even try anymore. I just don't think I'll be able to provide “service with a smile” like the business wants because I am so goddamn depressed. I've been applying for new jobs for months, but as I keep coming up empty-handed I begin to wonder if I will ever find a job that brings me contentment. Consider this post me screaming into the void. Thanks for reading.

I've been teaching for a couple of years here and there. I moved to a new country for school and then started working there. I lost my privilege to teach cuz I am not a certified teacher in this country. I understand the rules and I'm not being bitter about it. I had other experiences and skills which helped me to land some gigs. I'm barely making my ends meet so I am looking for a full time job once again. I was approached by a few HR working in different day care centers. I lined up a few interviews in the hope that I can get another source of income during this post pandemic inflation season. I have skills and I am good with kids. I did well in these interviews. I spent 40 minutes for each interview trying to present the best of myself to my potential bosses.…