I have the worst bullshit job.

Cannot quit, without dying. Disability support. If you do anything that can be construed as able, they cut you off. They send “assessors” to assault and defraud you under pretence they’re checking you’re disabled enough (like that’s not already cruel undeserved punishment if that’s even what they were doing)… and they’ll cut you off. They keep you down, and then blame you, and then hold you up as an icon of hate, smearing you with lies like instead of being the most vulnerable, you’re a professional conman, and they spread this across the paid propaganda “news”, so not only people do not care when they kill you by starvation, freezing, denied medicine, stressed and pained enough to end your own life, they cheer it on, not realising this is supposed to be the social security safeguard that’s there for us each and all, them too, should they fall on hard times too. … And if you try do anything (or even if not), they cut you off. Paid to do nothing, to stay down. Not paid to help get back to strength. And then the hateful, and the callously stupid and ignorant who think they have good intentions, want to throw the baby out with the bathwater and cut you off entirely, like that’d solve it, and the disability would magically disappear, following the same logic of a witch-hunt, same as the fit-to-work scandal’s assessment scam… if the woman drowns, if the benefit claimant dies, they’re innocent. If they do not, then they’re a deceiver to be killed or punished… … The worst bullshit job. There’s nowhere to quit it, from here, in this trap they maintain. I hear some places actually try to help… rather than just increase suffering in negligence, just for their own uptonsinclairian convenience and delusion. They’re just doing their job… blood on their hands.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvRz8HrEVKY

I’ve hated some jobs less than others, is the most I can say.

I never liked my jobs until I found one that I did. I work as a meat cutter (I cut primals into subprimals). It’s a job I could see myself doing even in a post revolutionary society. The people I work with are all pretty chill too. Mostly queer libs, which, is refreshing considering jobs I’ve previously had.

I obviously don’t like that my surplus value is being extracted, I don’t love that my manager is being forced to use an AI that allocates the amount of hours we all get each week (which is becoming less and less). But the actual labor? The actual task of cutting meat? I find it shockingly grounding. It just feels like I’m actually doing something someone benefits from.

Getting your needs met is unfortunately a luxury in the capitalist system. As long as my job feels necessary and my coworkers don’t totally suck I get by though. If my coworkers ever actually wanna do union activity they know I’m up for it, and if we ever hit a revolutionary situation, I’ll be down for that too.

I haven’t worked since pre-covid.

I worked approximately 40 jobs over a 30 year period. Now that I have been able to view them through the lens of time, I can see which ones I truly loved and which ones were gaslighting me into thinking i loved them and which ones were critically bad for my mental and/or physical health.

Younger me thought working in a library was the dream job and settled for working in a few bookstores, all chain stores, not local. I for one am glad that many brick and mortar book store chains are shuttering. Being forced to upsell predatory magazine subscriptions to the elderly, ripping covers off overstock returns, daily mobs of Karens sharing their opinions on romance novel lasciviousness and countless other things, made me not even want to read for a few years after the place closed.

One of the best, most fun and least paying jobs was a Taco Bell. Note I say ‘a’ Taco Bell, meaning a specific flocation. I have worked at 3 total but that one particular location was just a blast. I had fun with coworkers, got free food, made my own hours mostly, could walk to work, it was just the best. Not the most glamorous and I mentioned low pay but that’s to be expected from TB.

At my last job I trained new employees for a call center. It was a very toxic workplace, high stress, low pay to the point it broke minimum wage laws multiple times, a ‘we are like family here’ company but also management extorted sex from employees, mandatory christmas and thanksgiving parties actually on the holiday, coupons for customers that we couldn’t use which were better than our lauughably small employee discount, that kind of nightmare kind of place. By this point, I stopped caring about what any company wanted from me and did what I wanted and naturally that led to my repeated promotions into the trainer role. I said the same thing to every trainee, about 250 people overall:

“Never let a company decide if you can have fun. If you hate your job, leave and don’t look back. If you make plans with friends but your job refuses to give you the day off, which would you rather remember doing? If your life flashes before your eyes when you die, what will you see?” I’ve run into some of those trainees since. Two of them said it was the best job advice they ever got. Another told me it saved them from going through with a planned suicide.

I hope these stories help your perspective. I should add that I have never made a lot of money, don’t have a degree and by societies standards, most would consider me an absolute failure, which makes me find it hilariously ironic that I’m pretty happy with my life so far. Not working for 5+ years will do that.

If you liked it, it’d be a hobby instead.

It can be enjoyable at times but don’t leave your life in the office.

Your colleague sounds like a corporate drone.

But, in a corporation, learn to be quiet when your voice is not required.

I wouldn’t say i enjoy or like it to a degree of liking a hobby, but the job suits me and has more benefits to my daily functioning than negatives, besides the paycheck.
I do like the steady and stable routine work provides.
I can listen to audiobooks without any issues and theres minimal interaction with others and the ones i do chat with are mostly friends, some of them already before working there.
The physical and active nature of the job is decent as well, yes i might be physically more tired, but I’ve tried sitting still in front of a computer screen. That type of a work just drains me completely, which doesn’t make sense as theres minimal movement. Half the time it’s just struggling trying to stay awake.

Biggest downside is probably the working schedule running in weekly rotating shifts.

All the fun has been sucked out of my industry and im there for a paycheck now. Sucks because i used to love it, but AI has made it a shitshow and completely unfun.

There are jobs i like, but I cant afford to work those jobs.

Affording a job… what a joke of a economic system.

I have the benefit to currently beeing paid to do what I love. My dream is to find a job that continous that, but with my experience in the job market, options look bleek.

But, different people have different experiences and perceive the world different. Maybe your coworker honestly likes the job, good for them. Maybe they are just braindead with a working body, able to persue tasks, who cares. You do you and as long no one bothers you keep doing as you like. Your perspective is as valid as mine. And If I end up in a simmiliar scenario, I prolly have the same thought.

Every job I have ever had is some % I don’t like and some % I enjoy. I am very fortunate that for a long time the % I don’t like is significantly less than the % I enjoy. The ratio has been 5/95.

Yes I enjoy my job.

Would I rather sit on the Bay, go out for a jet ski and not work, absolutely. I don’t want to sacrifice my life style to do that so I continue to work.

Are you exaggerating about your work place being a cult? I have no idea where you work but I suspect you are.

If every place is like this, I should stick with the devil I know.

That doesn’t make any sense. Why is this such a big deal to you. So what if your co-workers enjoy their work. That has nothing to do with you. As long as they are handling their work and not dumping shit on you than keep doing your work.

I love my job. It’s stressful, it’s horrendously unevenly paced, but it brings joy and stuff to people.

Also, I have the nicest office :

Your coworker isn’t wrong if she can afford a choose in her job - yeah, you better like it, it’s so many hours of your time, so much mental space and energy.

I like my job in general, although I’d like if I had to spend less time working.

I probably wouldn’t do my job as a hobby during my free time, but in general I like what I do for a living.

Liking your work, or at least not hating it, is rational. We’re forced to do this for most of the waking hours of most of our lifes. Kudos to your colleague for having a positive mindset.

I’ve hated all my jobs except for my current job. I moved back in with family and work at an animal shelter. Turns out it feels good to do something you passionate about. Unfortunately passion doesn’t usually pay well