There’s a kind of hell that surrounds me and never leaves, like a dull throb in my forehead. It can’t be touched, and can only be viewed indirectly, like the Sun. It’s the crack in the plaster which goes unnoticed until the wall is crumbling. The slow accumulation of Radon bubbling into lung cancer. Nah, I’m just fucking around, I actually had a pretty good day.
“Excuse me. Can I exchange this?” A guy says to me, holding out a rotting avocado he’d cut a wedge out of.
“Sure, sir,” I began, “Just go to customer service, show them your receipt, and they’ll refund you.”
“No, no, I don’t want my money back, I want to exchange it.” He persisted.
“OK, sure! Grab an avocado and take it to customer service, show them your receipt, they’ll set you up.”
He furrowed his brow, “Well I don’t have a receipt.”
“Do you have a club card?”
“NO.” Now raising his voice slightly.
“Look, I’m sorry, I don’t think there’s very much we can do for you.”
“Why the hell can’t I just exchange it?”
“Cause that’s not how it works…everywhere. For all I know you you dug that out of a garbage can off the street.”
“I’m going to talk to a manager.”
“About what? A manager’s not going to be able to help you. We can’t just give people stuff for walking in the store and making demands.”
He looks at my name-badge and asks, “What’s your name?” I tell him and he starts to walk away.
“You’re going to file a complaint because I told you how things are?”
He just walks off in silence.
All you crazy assholes who want to start shit because you think an avocado has an indefinite lifespan–you’re stupid. And all your bullshit “complaints” get filled in a special bin right under the counter labeled “Recycling”.
Why is it my company can put millions into remodeling all of its stores, but can’t give any of its employees enough hours to enjoy the new paint?
I look at my phone when I get anxious.
I look at my phone a lot.
I acknowledge it,
I understand it, but
I don’t believe it.
- 50% of our power should sustainable–no questions–we have the technology and the workforce to get the job done.
- The ratio of savings and debt vs income for the average person is toxic, not just on an ethical level either, it’s bad for the capitalist system itself. There’s no chance of sustaining our economy if we continue to let the rich siphon money out of the nation.
- We should all pay into tuition, and have the government regulate it because it makes no sense to have a nation of unskilled sales clerks.
- We should be able to vote with our phones.
- There should be a cap on political donations, and it should be a tight one.
- We don’t need full-blown education reform…yet. What we need immediately is to stop sending hungry kids to underfunded schools, and an educational system that doesn’t confuse science with religion.
- We need our nation’s leadership to be as diverse as its people.
- A combination of comprehensive immigration reform, and aid to Mexico.
- We need a national infrastructure for the new century. We have rickety roads, slow internet, and massively underfunded social programs, it’s the same old story: plenty of jobs, but never any money because it always seems to end up in the wallets of people who don’t even need it.
- We need to give our elderly as much dignity as the young, with a focus on health, retirement and well being. Ensuring our parents’ retirement means they can enjoy the rewards of their hard work, and that we can get a job.
We spend our entire lives getting ready to die.
Prayer makes powerless people feel useful.
It’s odd to me, working for (technically) the fifth largest retailer in the world, yet getting my hours cut back and back week to week, currently at 21. We’re our own company, just flying under a big banner, but we rake in about a million a month (or so people tell me). More than enough to pay me, and the other 300 people that work there at least $350 a week, which is the bare minimum I need to go to school, buy food, take my wife out, and survive in this overpriced city.
Just four eight hour shifts combined with my wife’s income is enough to get by, and currently I don’t mind getting by because that’s all I’ve ever known. And college has filled me with the delusion that there’s a better paying job not far behind the degree (I know it’s bullshit, but it’s a reason to get up). But three seven hour days? I might as well find another job.
Will someone please tell me why it’s so fucking hard to pay people enough money to simply enjoy dignity. It sickens me when companies encourage their employees to collect food or money for one anther, while a couple of people at the top have so much money they could wipe their asses with a roll of hundred dollar bills.
People think the economy’s bad now, in few years people won’t even be able to donate canned goods to each other. What do these companies want us to do: collect from the government. That’s why all these crazy, close-minded, conservative money suckers are really closet Socialists. You can’t be a capitalist business owner and expect the government to buy your employees’ food, but that’s exactly what’s happening.