Employment issues

Hello,

I've been off for about a week now, have returned to natural state of 'freedom', but do to 'economic realities' living in world which has build shrines to money, than I'll have to find something to do again soon.

What does it feel like searching for a place to work for?

It feels like (imagine you're a woman), and walking into grungy Bar down on the peer...



(or to be fair, imagine your a young attractive male, walking into a gay part of town, where everyone has all the 'contracts', so you have to do business with them.)

Either way, you have to 'deal', sell yourself, to people, institutions that you know will never ever fairly compensate you fairly for your time and worth, but you know you must sign contract with someone in order to eat and pay rent.

So you try to find the least exploitive person to sign contract with, everyone wants to dance with you at first, flirt, it's all good, they offer you this and that, anything to get you to sign contract and go home with them.

Home = work place, Contract = Application or other binding terms of employment.

You know they're all about the same, regardless of colorful 'fronts' they put on, in the end you know you'll become a labor slave to them, have to clean floors, mop, and the longer your there, the less they'll appreciate you.

You'll come home to tired and worn to pursue hobbies, mentally shot at end of day.

And in the end you'll be earning just enough to stay poor.

But again, you have to cause the level below poor is Homelessness.

So when your off, your off, and it's not that you're not thrilled to get back out there and work, it's rather you're not thrilled about going back and working in environment that always seems to suppress your spirit.

So you get by by simply always looking ahead, telling your self that in '2 months' or '4 months' you'll have saved enough money to do this or that.

But when 2-4 months pass, do to unexpected expenses, you're in exact same spot, as if on a treadmill, burning energy, burning life, but really getting no where.

That's why it's so important to at least find something you enjoy, and get paid for it.

But the less education you have, the less picky you can be, the less jobs are available.

Labor is labor is labor.

Anyways, I have a few more days to think about what I want to do next...

I've been out of steady work now for a few weeks, and physically I've never looked better, on the inside though, turmoil, not do to just being alive, but rather do to knowing I have to make employment decision again soon. (Or do I?) The responsible thing is not to wait till last moment.

Back to original comment in that I've never looked healthier, at least in the mirror, than I have in months.

Work, doing the same repetitive stuff over and over again, around the same dry personalities, over and over again, just seems to prematurely age you.

It's odd, I feel worse on the inside, do to worrying about a lot of things, and probably do to drinking a bit more than normally would (if you're depressed, alcohol does not help).

I'm so use to being independent, the idea of surrendering that just depresses me.

The idea of having someone else decide my schedual depresses me, the idea of having to ask if it's OK to go home, or go do something that needs to be done, depresses me.

I've been free of that for the last 4 years or so, or near so, and to go back to a slavish schedule, I don't know if I can do that again, unless job is loaded with benefits and opportunities to advance.

I can't stand haphazard schedules, like one day 3-11, the next day 10-4, the next day 4-11, in other words corner store or department store type of scheduling.

Nor do I want a job that pushes your body to such physical limits that by the time you get home there's nothing left.

Employment is just depressing to me now, unless either working for self or doing something you absolutely love.

I have no employment issues right now, as millions apply for unemployment benefits, I need none.

Even finally received Gov relief check, don't even really need that, have a year to cash...maybe I'll simply frame it.

Remember, whenever a company says, for example, 11 am - 7 pm....remember to add both before time, and after time.

If job starts at 11 am, that means you have to be up by 9 am, or so...and if job ends at 7 pm, that means won't be home and settled till at least 8 pm, if that.

So an 8 hour shift actually takes up around 12 hours of your day.

And a 12 hour shift actually takes up 16 hours of your day...as in 3-4 unpaid prep and wind down hours not paid for.

Be wise when selecting next job people.

I'll quit a job in a heart beat if feel job doesn't benefit me all around

Long gone are the days when I use to think it was my duty to just work just to work, even if the job or schedule didn't benefit me.

Actually I haven't been under that spell in quite some years now, I'll walk away so quick if job causes me undo stress on my body, mind and soul.

Sorry, but I need my time off, enough time off to me is when can totally forget you're even employed while off.

I'm use to only working 3 days a week, even signed paper contract stating that was the agreement, but last week asked to work 4.

You may say 'so what', but I say hell no, and don't let it happen again.

Overnight shifts are brutal to the body, especially as you get older.

Night time is the time to sleep, when the body heals, and if you're awake while body trying to heal, that's when you age quicker immune suffers.

I can do 3, 12 hour or so night shifts a week, but not 4.

The days of me sacrificing my body and health 'for the team', are so behind me.

Looking back I see all the companies and corporations I slaved for, labored for, and where am I?

It all added up to a big pile of beans.

Also, I can work 4 days a week, but shifts would have to be 8 hours, possible 10.

Look people, unlike most, I don't crave money, or what one has to do to aquire it, I just don't.

When I come home exhausted, to exhausted to persue personal interests, the money I earned that day or night means squat to me, and won't change anything in my life.

I mean as long as I have enough to eat, and pay basic bills with, what more do I need?

One guy I work with is destroying their body and becoming very fat.

I guess they have mild payments, $600.00 or so a month, that'll kill a person these days, so they work like extra days, and as such I see it taking a physical toll on them.

My time off, away from drabby job, that's my pay check, and the minute a company thinks I enjoy working just to work, is the minute they fail to understand what makes me tick.

Yes, when younger and eager and everything new, yes, back then loved working just to work, cause everything was 'neat', and life was cool, now...hmm.

Now the minute I leave my place it's a hellish experience, everyone I see walking up and down sidewalk looks 'shot', spent, and broken.

Then I show up to work and see the same thing.

Anyways, no longer will a work a job that expects me to sacrifice my personal interests for them, no longer will I work a job that takes up more of my living or 'alive time', per week than my off time, nope, won't do it.

And this idea that I'm going to live long and healthy into my 70's, and 80's, please, what a pipe dream.

Unless working for the Government or State, and have large pension, forget about it jack.

Now's the time to live, now is my time to enjoy 'my time', not when I'm old, sick and withered.

Never mind the writing, it's the picture in the above post, from 2014, that reminds me of the old internet, where you could go to sites, or search would land you on cool pages and could see cool older photos like the above building.

There's such a nastalgic mood that surrounds that building, that's the old internet for you, before google destroyed it.

Back when you'd type in a topic or subject into search tab, and could end up anywere, literally in someones backyard, hypothetically speaking, it was authentic back then, and you learned way more back then when online.

Now, the internet simply takes you to were google or other search engines want you to go, where advertisers who pay them want you to go, a echo chamber of 'sameness', designed to get you to simply put down your imagination and be blind consumer of disposable goods.

I so miss the former internet before big greed wrecked it.

This blog forum here was formed out of that old internet spirit, just right before big greed started to control search engines sent people, and the rise of the smart phone had a lot to do with that to.

The days of desk top internet are way different than they are now, that's for sure.