Antiwork

I'm ready now. I wasn't before, but I am now. I don't even really understand how the fuck I got here. I made the mistake of getting my personal life a little too closely involved with my working life, and that makes it hard to let go. I'm still not 100% sure what I'm going to do, but I'm ready to not be here anymore. I make $12.50 without any benefits to “manage” everything in what I would consider a somewhat hazardous occupation. I'm in charge of a small team of 3-5 people. 15 people have left or been fired in the last 2 years. I worked really well with the most recent guy who's leaving next week, but he's trying to support a family of four on wages similar to mine and he just can't afford to work here. I can't afford to work here. My boss is verbally…

Apologies for essay. Tl;dr at the bottom. We've experienced a looming threat of eventually returning to office for 2 years now. Company continued to say it was only temporary. Doesn't care that they didn't pay us for months then had us on part time for the longest time (with fortnightly rosters for salaried staff???) pretty much ensuring we had zero security and causing all sorts of anxiety. They don't care we're more efficient now than ever before with increased workloads due to downsizing (supply chain work). They believe the status quo of 3 years ago is still relevant… They don't seem to get that life has moved on without them and we've had to make sacrifices and move away and make quite literally life changing decisions to survive and yet the narrative has always been 'temporary WFH' and continues to be that way. Sure, I'll just uproot my life for…

When I started at this company I intended for it to be the last one I worked for. The company as a whole was great to work for. Great benefits, one of the highest paid shops in the area, a CEO who seemed to genuinely care for his workers. 2 years in I couldn’t stand my boss. He tried to micromanage everything, got mad when I called in because of a family emergency, broke my company property while I was gone then lied to my face and upper management about it. They believed him over me since he’d been there 20 years of course. Our parts and sales department couldn’t stand him, he never did his job and tried to get everyone to do it for him. I decided I was done. Bought my own service truck, ran it on the side for awhile. During this a video surfaced of…

My wife and I are 38 year old Millennials. I have a decent corpo desk job that pays the bills. We have 2 children and a house simply because her Father and step mother fell into this house (from family) and decided to pseudo-finance it for us. It was a rent-to-own “land contract” scenario. I didn't understand it for the longest time, all I was told was the $700 or so we paid a month went toward something. Needless to say, after 10 years of that, we finally have a title in our names. If I had not met my wife, I would still be living in apartments. Hell, if we were not given this place, we would still be dealing with apartment living. I am very aware of my privilege. I am thankful I was, basically, given a house to live in, with a rent-to-own agreement. I know I…

Yesterday I quit on the spot after being constantly harassed for 3 years, I have been considering leaving for a while and I finnaly got a better opportunity, so I told my boss I have a better opportunity etc.. She said I legally have to, which you don’t in the state of maryland, then said I would amount to nothing etc… so fuck small family businesses.

I’m on single coverage, so I can’t leave the building. I work at a gas station for minimum wage. The toilet is busted and no one bothered to let me know before I came in. Luckily I peed right before coming in. I can’t drink coffee to keep myself awake in case I need to poop from it. I cant drink a lot of water. I wonder why my boss thinks “no one wants to work.” We have had internet outages and get left to drown, coffee machines broken and left unfixed for days at a time (our biggest seller besides gasoline), and now the toilet. Just a reminder that your bosses don’t care about you or your comfort. You are literally just a number to them.