Come Pain < That’s what i meant in my URL (idk im high probably doesn’t make sense to you guys but it does to me and that’s all that matters.. “you’re all that matters to me, yea yea . i’m F/25 :)
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so like one, it’s like i’m spiritual smarter when i’m high. i’m one with the earth and all that. sorry my left hand fell asleep from me laying on it so it’s lowkey hard to type right now.
anyway, i just wrote a little message on something about signs to look out for when you’re talking to a guy who is stringing you along. i forgot them already.
i didn’t even want to talk about that. i wanted to talk
about and complain about work. as does everyone but i am not everyone. i am something better.
1. why tf do we have to WORK. i kid you not if i had to choose between work or death i would not be typing this. i would be dead.
it’s not actually working that makes me upset. it’s being outside the house around people.
“oh remote jobs exist” yeah but i don’t like talking to people. so i have to stay at this package handler job where i don’t do anything but load packages. it gets annoying and the hours aren’t consistent but at least i don’t have to talk to angry customers.
WE ALL KNOW that’s why people have started quitting customer service jobs. the customers. WAIT i need to complain about MY JOB.
back to my job. i was unloading packages on saturday. i’m doing 1000 an hour. YES I KNOW SO MANY. fedex is very popular tho. so as i’m unloading all these heavy ass boxes of furniture PEOPLE IRDER TO BE DELIVERED. onto the ic belt, i got ppl telling me “make sure you flip them so the barcode can be easily scanned” i got boxes being pushed into my side from impatient coworkers. bruises all along my thighs and sides. i have sweat going onto my glasses into my eye because there aren’t any fans in this hot ass factory and it’s fucking 80 degrees AT 2am AND YOU FHINK I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT A BARCODE BEING EASILY SCANNED FOR SOMEONE WHOSE ONLY JOB IS TO PLACE A STICKER ON A BOX! NO! my face is red n puffy. i got fucking managers asking me if i’m okay BITCH IM HOT. NO IM NOT OKAY. LEAVE ME ALONE.
How about installing fans above unload IC belts and not just Load and maybe try asking me that again. until then leave me alone to suffer in hell.
that night pissed me off. i had sunday off and i go back tonight to work in load then im off for two days.
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