Well I've always been sick of my job. Perhaps I'm just like everyone else in this regard, but then again my bosses are very lightly put unprofessional: alcoholics. They always drink, and come into work hungover barely able to stand sometimes while very poorly managing their workers. They sexually exploited young girls by getting them drunk, and sneaking them into adult 21+ places where ID is required. One girl I know told me two managers got her so hammered that she couldn't lift her arms meanwhile they undressed her, and lets just say no more need be said.
Now it was bad enough working for these fucking scum bags that I'll probably kill someday, but recently, and this is where I've had it they've sent me to another job position call the IC (incompatible) split. Only 2-3 people in the whole building work there, and the job was just lke my other job, but just on a 5th of the scaled of the size of the work area. The work wasn't, and the packages that came on the belt were oversized and or were either filled with a hazardous substance. To add these packages are usually thrown on the belt, and stacked 2 three, and even 4 high. I always have t stop the belt, and I have to move most of the materials. Last week twice I touched a leaking corrosive twice. On top of suffering, and being under paid I was dealing with this complete oxshit job position for the entire day of two shifts.
Well not anymore. My girlfriend said lets go find another job, but this time she was serious. I told her to put the car in reverse, and she then she backed out and we set out to put in applications for other job: bass proshop, applebees, best buy, walmart, and I'm currently lined u to work at the DDSP. It's an army depot that's a fif of the work I would be normally doing, and it's starting me out at 17.23/hr. Uh oh girlfriends awake