her lord majesty, the elevendy twelfth president! (deardieary) wrote,
her lord majesty, the elevendy twelfth president!


A little after this year started, they cut the hours at my job. No big deal, it was the only way they would be able to pay us on payday. The few paydays before this announcement, they would tell us that there was not enough money and that they would pay us as soon as they could. I have to admit, it was pretty sweet getting up late and leaving early. 10-4. I got to eat breakfast with my sister and I'd fix her a cup of tea. Leaving work earlier was great because the trains were not so crowded and I'd exercise before making dinner when I got home.

We recently had a sale and now all of these orders are due. So, everyone working the tail end of production had their hours bumped back up until everything can get done. It's been one week so far and I've been so tired.

I love and hate my job so much. I love what I do, but I hate that I can't make a decent living doing it. Why is there no respect for craftspeople? I don't expect to be a millionaire by gilding, but at least $20 and hour would be nice.

It;s funny to hear the management (3 people) at work talk about how the economy sucks so much when my boss (while saying that they're not expensive) spends $55 on a single wooden air vent cover (purchased 6), says his trainer made him run around Central Park, and bought around 50 chickens for his farm property.

I get so mad that these people running the show are playing with my life, but at the same time, I enjoy gilding and the rest of my coworkers are awesome as hell. I've lost the perspective that tells me where this job falls on the ladder of all the jobs I've had. Am I at the top rung or are there a few more steps to climb?
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