Antiwork

I truly don’t know how much longer I can keep going like this, especially without a vision of a better world. I am clinging onto a sliver of hope for our future, but it’s becoming more and more difficult every day. My partner is working 6-7 days a week (salaried) at a warehouse in NYC. She’s been denied a raise multiple times. No other jobs she’s been applying to have been fruitful, no matter how eager hiring managers seem. I am trying to pick up the slack financially and at home, but I’m overdrawing my account every month to pay bills. I feel depressed. I feel angry. I have no energy or motivation. It’s hard to discern if the lethargy is long COVID or exhaustion from being drained of any little bit of money I make. I want to connect with my immediate community and support/organize with my neighbors and…

Somehow, my resume made it past through to the second stage. It's a job paying almost 6 figures when the most I've made in the past is $14/hr. Do I want to try for it? I have a guaranteed I can do position already lined up with a starting date and everything, but it pays half what this job would. Do I try to BS my way into the role? It's something I genuinely think I would love doing, and may even be good at.

that’s it

There’s a festival coming up in the town that the insurance office I work at is in. It’s in a few months. We apparently sit outside and hand stuff out all day on that Saturday. Saturday is normally our day off. We are a Mon-Fri office. I had a feeling I wouldn’t be getting paid for being here if I were to come to this event. So I told them it was mine and my husband’s anniversary of when we started dating. Which is not a lie. It actually is that weekend and it is a big year for us. But just out of curiosity I asked my coworkers who may be attending if they’ll be paid. I was told “no because we’re salary. It’s part of our job.” I get that salaried employees aren’t paid hourly in the same way hourly employees are. But salary pays for 40 hours…

I don’t understand what brought the human race to the point where we are slaves to work. Is life genuinely supposed to be set up for a 9-5. Like what is considered “life” cause it’s definitely not life when I’m working. It’s definitely not life when I’m sleeping. Both of those things take up considerable amounts of my time. So when the fuck do I actually get to “live”. Only on my days off? Only when I have free time? That’s total bullshit. The way life is set up I will work my next 40-50 years and if I’m good enough with my money I will be able to retire. By that time I will be in my 70s. Average lifespan is 75 so if retirement is the end goal I will only truly get 5 years of my life to “live”. I’m sick and tired of this shit and…

To put it lightly, she loves to try and victimize me. Constantly saying I leave the store trashed, which is untrue. I work with a bunch of men and since I’m the only other woman, loves to try to devalue me lol. I’ve started blocking her as soon as I get out of work. On the days I do work, I’ll unblock her.