#bucket posting

[i-welded-ur-genitals-shut]

Love the username. PLEASE do, I'm tired of having that stupid extra hole ;-;

LMAOO. Fyi I might just end up electrocuting you to death bc humans can’t withstand that much electric current but whatevs it’s fine dw abt it

[ratchandrelease]

you will stare at the prices of the parts in your cart waiting for purchase and grimace

[ratchandrelease]

I oughtta get my car’s paint touched up so that maybe then I could immediately just wrap it (if I feel insane)

[y-not-ee]

I’m so fcking cool and good at being alive

[y-not-ee]

My toxic trait is that I genuinely enjoy the small of axe body spray

[y-not-ee]

On the article “Oh, you got your head split open on the job? Get back to work.” from issue 23 of The Communist

I honestly could not list all of the injuries that my coworkers and I sustained in the barely eight months I was in that steel shop, but I can tell you how many times an injured worker was sent home: exactly once. There were countless crushed fingers, several twisted ankles, people being trapped between literal tons of steel, burns of nearly all sorts nearly everywhere, retinal burns were an every day occurrence and there are bloodstains on the concrete. Of all of that and everything I forgot or simply missed in the chaos, one person earned a single day off. An almost 50 millimeter piece of metal flew into his eye, and he returned to work a day later with an eyepatch he only wore for a week. I sincerely wish I didn’t beleive an account as openly horrific as being told to get back to work after having your head sewn shut in an on-site medical tent. But I must. I have been given no choice but to believe it. I know the only reason my coworker was sent home was that we didn’t have a medical tent that could treat that injury. I wish I was surprised at the mere existence of an on-site medical tent equipped to handle such an injury. To have so many injuries of such severity with such regularity that it is more profitable to repair the cogs of their machines themselves than to outsource it to emergency rooms. Having EMS available is by no means a bad thing. On a job site that’s remote or especially hazardous, probably both, having the equipment ready just in case could be life saving. But this medical tent was not meant to be life saving: it was profit saving. My workplace didn’t have a medical tent because it wasn’t profitable for them. It’s impossible to ignore that, no matter how often the management says safety is their highest priority. It’s hard to believe they care for you when they watch your blood stain the pavement and offer nothing to stop the bleeding. It’s hard to believe they care when you find yourself splinting your finger with welding rods and stolen electrical tape, a makeshift splint made under gloves you bought yourself. It is impossible to believe that management cares when the only person who ever noted my limp was the same one who was partially blinded. I genuinely wish I could believe that this short article was some wild fabrication. I can’t. That innocence has been robbed from me by the same capitalists who told me to get back to work while blood dripped from my hands. What I can do is fight so that the children of today’s workers can be spared their parents’ suffering.

[y-not-ee]

“I genuinely wish I could believe that this short article [oh, you split your head open on the job? Get back to work. - issue 23 of The Communist] was some wild fabrication. I can’t. That has been robbed of me by the same capitalists who told me to get back to work while blood dripped from my hands. What I can do is fight so that the children of today’s workers can be spared their parents’ suffering.”

- me, today.

[y-not-ee]

Ouch I am in physical pain