Coronavirus home office slavery

Location: Doesn't matter
Job: Doesn't matter

I hate this fucking corpo work and now, because of coronavirus I have to work from home, and that constantly reminds me of the time when I was working here on my own stuff years ago, when I took a chance and quit my previous job. Looking at the same monitor, using the same fucking mouse and keyboard, but doing a slave job instead of my dream job. Fuck this shit. And music. I can’t listen to songs I used to love because they remind me of the good old days. Fuck this. Am taking my next leap of faith soon. Saving money and quitting again.

 

Stupid drivers cut me off while working as a cart pusher

Location: United States
Job: Cart pusher

I’m a cart pusher and I’m tired of having to deal with shitty ass drivers in the parking lot. People are so damn selfish and inconsiderate.

Yesterday, while I’m on a job, some dumb bitch driving a cranberry car came out of nowhere and recklessly cuts in front of me while I’m pushing 20 stacks of shopping carts with my cart manager, and then honks at me as if I’m at fault all because she’s the one in a goddamn hurry, so I honked back for 5 long seconds. Why should I have to move for you when you’re the one who decided to get in my lane and cut me off, causing me to rear-end you? I’m not about to risk a lawsuit or my life because of you.Continue reading

 

Developer

Location: Uk
Job:

Let’s hire loads of people out of school, barely train them, put a ton of them on a complex enterprise project, and have loads of meetings to understand why we aren’t meeting deadlines.

 

Gross piece of shit

Location: Uk
Job: Construction

I have thankfully moved departments and now very rarely have to look at your sneering, rice pudding face. Since escaping your daily shite, my mental health has improved, and I have more time with decent people, less ego-driven, kinder people, with good senses of humour and interesting things to say. Today I had to attend an online meeting and try not to gag at your looming, hideous face, filling the screen, your wobbling jowls trilling your self-aggrandizing bollocks. Your crowing, whining shite is both meaningless and very telling. It tells the droning, dull, shit story of your deficient, needy, sad self and long, long experience of nothing consequential. No-one can even be arsed to nod, and yet they feel compelled to make some small noise to try and placate you, if only to avoid you dribbling on further. You sad, sad, pointless and depressing person. Thankfully, I have a few days before I am reminded again that you still live.

 

It’s almost time

Location: USA
Job: Office Drone

There is a fat fuck that has been here for 10+ yrs since high school. He started as an intern and since his daddy knows clients guess who got a position with no degree, which IS required.

This fat, caveman looking motherfucker doesn’t do SHIT!!!! I even called my boss out on it. He gave me some run around bullshit. My mind is made up that the fat fuck is slow.Continue reading