Antiwork

Pro athletes in most team sports know each other's salaries and play together fine. Some players even ask for their teammates to get a higher salary to match their capability.

Y'all gonna skate your desk jobs and make us “burger flippers” and servers and associates bust our ass through the 3 day weekend. Ain't fool me.

I started this job as a favor to a friend, but was disgusted by the pay. NBD, I had other income streams at the time. Now I use this customer facing position to advocate for better pay and unionization. I live in a super red county, they are really blue when you talk to them individually!

So six months ago I began working for an air taxi service in Alaska, USA. I’d been out of work for three months at that point, and was just happy to have a job again. The owners flew me out to their home base, I went through all the paperwork and training, and then BOOM, starting working crazy hours (height of tourist season in Alaska). I genuinely enjoy the job, but one thing that always rubbed me the wrong way was there was no mention of pay amount (at the time I was hired I honestly didn’t care, you do what you got to do to avoid starving and becoming homeless), I just started getting my paychecks and could see the pay amount. It wasn’t terrible pay, but it bothered me that I hadn’t gotten to give any input on it. Fast forward to today. I received an email out…

A big fuck you to all the admin! It was a mistake thinking since I was an honest employee I would keep working in a place that puts people in danger. Giving me an office didn’t boost my ego like it did for the others: I welcomed everyone in mine to prove the point it’s just a fucking rolling chair. Fuck you bitter old hags. Staff (other than Admin) were the best coworkers I could have asked for. This subreddit not only me realize my conservative values didn’t truly with my morals or religion (Christianity) and to not fear people who point fingers.

And the corporation doesn’t care. She gave them 11 years. Tomorrow, I talk to my coworkers about donating her time so she doesn’t have to worry about surviving. I spent years working from the ground up; I’m 25. And, if this doesn’t shake my faith… I don’t know what does. 11 years… and once your vacation/sick time is done, your time is done. I just had a son. The world is a sick place.