Doesn’t matter how hard I work


It’s hopeless, useless for me to even stay. There’s a long list of people trying to get promoted. Why should I bother wasting my time with a company that doesn’t pay enough for me to pay off my debts? I am at the bottom of the promotion list. There has been people that were on that list for years. Very talented people indeed. I may be good and try to learn everything, but I never get trained on everything. If I were to move up to be a supervisor then I have to know all aspects of the business. I do not know all of it and I have been trying to learn for a very long time. I’ve seen the same managers at their jobs for at least 10 years. You only get a dollar raise as a supervisor. I am getting close to getting old and my skills are not getting any sharper.

Why should I wait for you to get to the bottom of the list to promote me? Other companies out there pay way more than you. Yet with this shitty economy I am doing my best to hold my head up high with a positive attitude. I complain a lot because I am trying really hard at my job and trying to find something different that I am actually good at! I always work hard at it, but I feel that I don’t make a difference nor the pay I get on my check doesn’t make any difference. I wish there was something I can do. I have been looking for a year and still nothing. Climbing the corporate ladder is going to take 100 years and I will be too old if I stay. I wish there was something out there I can do and love and get paid enough to live in comfort. Please god help me…


Crazy Workaholic Boss

Location: USA
Job: Skilled Trade

Let me preface this by saying the first six months were really good otherwise I would’ve bailed a long time ago.

My boss is a crazy workaholic who expects everyone to work from morning til night, seven days a week, with no end in sight. In his world this is normal. Vacations, being with family, sitting around reading a book, none of that computes. He is also stubborn, very set in his ways so he makes the same mistakes over and over which he then has to work frantic overtime to correct.

A month ago he came to my house on a Saturday morning uninvited, walked right in and started badgering me to come to work. I had to physically remove him from my own home and then lock the door to keep him out. Monday morning he came up to me and rather than apologize he said that he was disappointed in me, that he thought I wanted to make some money and that I needed to fix my attitude.

Dear God give me the strength to make it another month or two until I find a new job.


Every bloody week

Location: Scotland
Job: Cleaner

I am a cleaner. Would it seriously kill my boss to hire staff for the morning? Every weekend I’m left on my own and have been for months despite moaning at 4 different bosses. And the size of the place omg. Finally applied for a more appropriate job now.

But still I go to work to clean. I clean, leave, then the place is a damn mess again.

Oh it gets better. Moans from other cleaners that it’s a complete mess when they get in……do the decent thing – give me staff and stop forgetting about me!


Total incompetence

Location: USA
Job: Editor

Working as an editor, everyone’s mistakes are my responsibility. Being responsible for clueless people who are beyond help is like taxation without representation; you pay the price but don’t get to help determine what’s being bought. My colleagues can’t even provide 2 sentences worth of content and associated headers/footnotes/referencing without needing dozens of corrections, so when documents exceed 100 pages I’m pretty much swimming in their turds. The “writers” don’t know basic grammar, let alone some the specialized points of style and content they should know for the kind of writing they do, and they can’t even successfully copy and paste content that we’ve published correctly over and over again. The graphic artists are incapable of opening a document without fucking something up, and it’s total chaos once they actually get going. If I had a nickel for every time a production note found its way into live content, I’d have enough money to buy a billboard ad telling them how they make me despair. Our account leads are either disengaged oldsters who barely show up or 20-something know-nothings who could be replaced, for an upgrade, by an unattended email inbox. They regularly promise our clients that we’ll complete days worth of work overnight and never seem to learn from the failures and disasters that inevitably follow, but most of them are pretty good looking I guess. Then there’s the project managers. It used to be that there were physical folders for them to walk around to the actual workers with actual abilities, but electronic routing has made the job too hard for them. Some have made their way back to retail or restaurant work where they belong, but there’s still an army of them making everything harder than it needs to be. If you are reading this, I promise you don’t hate your job as much as I do.


Yes, you’re not some special fairy princess

Location: OR
Job: Software engineer

Again and fucking again I wanted to scream at my clients that NO, they’re NOT my only clients. I’ve fucking 35 projects under my care and I could NOT be in office 24/7. So, if I asked for 1 working day in advance notice then it’s to make sure that I’m actually IN the office and CAN update because God knows trainings and meetings and random non-sense pop-up on regular basis. Fuck, I can’t even go to toilet because I’m too busy! How bout that?!