I worked in warehouses for a decade. I was around before high vis vests were mandatory and let me tell you the amount of slacking off and drugs getting done was a lot more than any retail worker I’ve known. I worked in warehouses stocking stone and tiles, kegs of beer, you name it. We fucked around hard.
I know this is engaging with a bad faith idea and responding like this gives it legitimacy but i feel like i can get away with saying it here.
The amount of surveillance the piggies felt they had to implement in warehouses is a testament to how much harder these “strong men” are working. Stealing shit was one of the perks of the job back then. I get so tired of hearing how much harder these people work. Every “manly man” job I’ve had is mostly talking to the boys and drinking coffee unless there’s something really important going on.
I get so tired of hearing how much harder these people work. Every “manly man” job I’ve had is mostly talking to the boys and drinking coffee unless there’s something really important going on.
I temped in some industrial supply offices in my 20s, and this is what I saw back then, too. I kinda suspect that these kinds of jobs sorta foster that “I work SO HARD!” attitude as a form of denial and an attempt at preservation of a facade.
Just like the men who bitch the most about women gossiping are always the first ones to grab a beer and start yammering the second someone starts wrenching on something. 🙄 dudes rock.
Everyone talks about doing that big double shift or that month where we worked a billion hours etc but nobody talks about how, averaged out over the year, we still didn’t actually work even close to a full day
for what it’s worth i’m familiar with supermarket warehouses and while they’re not quite amazon-tier awful they’re pretty fucking hard. because everything’s done through scanners nowadays you have targets to meet every hour that seem to always be creeping upwards. that said i’ve also worked on tills and it’s mentally exhausting being forced to talk to people for hours on end. different kinds of exhaustion at the end of the day
I worked in warehouses for a decade. I was around before high vis vests were mandatory and let me tell you the amount of slacking off and drugs getting done was a lot more than any retail worker I’ve known. I worked in warehouses stocking stone and tiles, kegs of beer, you name it. We fucked around hard.
I know this is engaging with a bad faith idea and responding like this gives it legitimacy but i feel like i can get away with saying it here.
The amount of surveillance the piggies felt they had to implement in warehouses is a testament to how much harder these “strong men” are working. Stealing shit was one of the perks of the job back then. I get so tired of hearing how much harder these people work. Every “manly man” job I’ve had is mostly talking to the boys and drinking coffee unless there’s something really important going on.
We used to have “safety meetings” at my construction job. These were just us sitting around not doing anything for like 2 hours lmao
Oh yeah that’s universally code for “time to fuck around”
I temped in some industrial supply offices in my 20s, and this is what I saw back then, too. I kinda suspect that these kinds of jobs sorta foster that “I work SO HARD!” attitude as a form of denial and an attempt at preservation of a facade.
Just like the men who bitch the most about women gossiping are always the first ones to grab a beer and start yammering the second someone starts wrenching on something. 🙄 dudes rock.
Everyone talks about doing that big double shift or that month where we worked a billion hours etc but nobody talks about how, averaged out over the year, we still didn’t actually work even close to a full day
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Genuinely do these people like actually think shit was “falling off the back of trucks” all the time?
for what it’s worth i’m familiar with supermarket warehouses and while they’re not quite amazon-tier awful they’re pretty fucking hard. because everything’s done through scanners nowadays you have targets to meet every hour that seem to always be creeping upwards. that said i’ve also worked on tills and it’s mentally exhausting being forced to talk to people for hours on end. different kinds of exhaustion at the end of the day