every hour i spend at my minimum wage lowest possible respect trash job, the more i hate capitalism and it’s effects on the working class. especially now working at a chinese/japanese restaurant, where a majority of the staff can’t speak english, and grab this job because it’s all they can get. some of this work is super demeaning, and with the increase of costs of everything (ayooo, product of capitalism), the $9.10 an hour most of these employees make is not enough. not enough to provide for their families/extended families, and not enough to justify reaching your hand all the way down the grease trap and scooping up rotten meat.
the other job’s i’ve had have been very cuddly in comparison. cashiering and retail in structured businesses. though i still don’t like how it works, it beats feeling like a literal cog in the machine. i hate to sound so millennial entitlement, but i have so much more to give to the world then washing dishes at a maniac pace to keep the discount orange chicken flowing into lincoln city tourists’ mouths, and i am giving more to the world. this is only temporary for me. i move to los angeles this month. i can quit whenever i want, because this is just a disposable job for me to raise a few more bucks to last me while i job search in LA, and make music and art and create a cool life for myself. but for a lot of these people, it’s not, and grease trap is the end of the road for career opportunities in these small towns, and that’s super sad. these people are tired! if you’re buying $6 sushi, just chill for a second, and don’t go in complaining to the manager about the wait. i know there’s a hot old navy sale to get to, but it’s also customer reactions like this that force management to push their workers to their exhaustion.
destroy capitalism forever.