Antiwork

when i started this job in november, there was always some sort of snack for everyone in the break room. sometimes it was a gesture of appreciation from management, other times just something from a generous coworker. nothing fancy. i didn't always take any but i liked the culture around it and contributed some baked goods at christmas time. my job is minimum wage but has this whole bullshit thing about raising money all the time. it's not even like it's our idea and it's for a seriously bullshit reason. legit, when a coworker works up the nerve to tell the boss they're having a hard time financially, our boss announces at our morning gathering the next day that we're going to start a pledge drive for them. this has happened three times since i was hired on. this time it's because someone's son lost his house in a fire.…

So I work in academia, and believe me when I tell you people are vain to no end. My boss is an 82 old with management methods straight out of the 1960's, i.e. drop a little asinine comment in passing, completely destroy your work during meetings etc… Anyway I need to use another professor's instrument as we don't have it ourselves (named Mark), and I write an email to him starting my email off with “Hi Marc” (I'm not a native English speaker, I thought Marc was the right spelling). Anyway I cc'd my boss in, and low and behold not 30 mins pass and I get an email shitting on me telling me I don't know how to spell, I should address people by their title, this is not professional. I fucking started 3 months ago, getting insane pressure from this dude that pays me next to nothing. I…

Yes, some jobs are brain dead af, require zero skill and basically could be done by a robot. But if a person is doing that job, you should be paying them a comfortable/livable wage. If you can't afford the cost/privilege of having people do a task for you, you don't deserve the privilege of running a business and should be shut down.

Title says it all. Received an email from a recruiter with a commercial real estate company here in Texas for a position that I'd be a perfect fit for. Bachelor's degree, 5+ years of applicable experience, plenty of applicable certifications, 80% done with my MBA. We scheduled an interview time with the respective hiring manager and on the day of I patiently waited on Zoom for a meeting that never happened. 5 minutes, 15 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour…no call, no show. They emailed me back the following morning saying that the notification just never made it to the interviewer's desk. Sure. So we schedule a phone call. The hiring manager shows up 11 minute late and the entire time I can hear him snickering to a group of people in the background barely paying attention. On the third question he says “Yeah I don't think this is the job…

I got pulled aside (on my day off) for a meeting with my boss. I've worked there for three years, and have been a star employee. I make the most tips out of every employee, I receive compliments on my chipper and cheerful attitude often and on my good customer service. I make 50 cents above minimum wage right now (wages went up in my state, luckily my employer kept my original 50 cents above minimum), and it's hard. Customers are brutal sometimes, I'm going through a million life changes at once, and my manager sort of treats me like his dog. So during this meeting my boss told me that he heard that I was moving 30 minutes away with my friend (a coworker at this same place) and would be looking for a new job. He said he needed to know exactly when it would be that I…

It was awful. I quit after three and a half weeks. They tell you on day one that the incentive system is stacked against you and they openly laugh about how this place is a revolving door. (Turnover rate) Full of those classic boomers hacking their lungs out after smoking another cigarette in the wearhouse right next to you while you're learning how to do the job. Going on and on about nonsense. They make you wear steel toe boots and a visibility vest to sit in an office room on a painfully slow computer for nine hours a day for a week while you do remote classes. The boots and vest are required. To sit in an office. Using a computer. While the instructor is at home. A couple days we sat in that room for FIVE HOURS doing NOTHING because the first class didn't start until 1pm. I…

I'm not looking for another job but the city I live in has an opening for a position I wouldn't mind. So, if I get the job cool, if not whatever. My interview is at 1PM, I showed up at 12:40 but was told the person doing the interview will be at lunch until about 1:15-30. Scheduling an interview and then being late isn't sitting well with me. If they don't respect me enough now to be on time I can only imagine the disrespect I'd get if they actually started paying me. So, now I'm just sitting here waiting, typing up this post, trying to decide if I should just leave or go in there with a DGAF attitude.

In December, I resigned from my previous job as I was being severely underpaid and were requiring me to be on-site 5 days a week even though I could do a majority of my job remotely. They also started tacking on more responsibilities that was no where near in line with my career. Anyways, fast-forwarding to January: I began my job search and received a job offer about 2 weeks ago paying me significantly more than my previous job. I still interviewed at other places trying to itch out more money. One interview in particular rubbed me the wrong way. The interview was going well, but HR was giving me weird responses to some of my questions. The reason I gave to quitting was a family member being sick (which the family member was and I did take care of him). However, HR asked if I didn't ask for time…

This morning my son told me he had a dream where he worked in an office with cubicles, and he had to go to the bathroom really badly but they wouldn’t let him. Then the cubicle started shrinking and he was afraid it would crush him. But just when the cubicle walls started to squeeze him he started shrinking too, getting smaller and smaller until he thought he was going to disappear. Is that not an intense work anxiety dream for a kid who doesn’t even work yet? It makes me so sad. I guess kids are more aware of the future they are being prepared for than we’d like to believe.