#workers unite

[durnesque-esque]

They said the quiet part outloud and are upset everyone's mad at them.

[seilka]

[dontmean2bepoliticalbut]

[bright-eyes-hope]

So I work at this desk job, right?

And we've always had technical issues, some minor, some major, the later usually affecting the whole office, since we're all working on the same server.

Lately the issues have been so bad that two colleagues from home office had to come in for one day (for reasons beyond me).

I myself had some issues since forever, main one being that the programS(!) I have to use just freezing. Restarting both takes a lot of time and 9 times out of 10 I have to do it at least twice for it to work again. Restarting the entire PC is also an option but it takes a relatively long time too.

Been in contact with my work-IT-buddy who's in contact with the respective company, some issues were solved, most got lost in the nether as far as we know.

Just yesterday I had to listen to my team leader telling me that she straight up doesn't believe me. She thinks I'm slacking off.

I immediately contacted my IT guy again and said we need to do something about that, it's starting to threaten my existence.

I had the suspicion before that it might have to do with a work step that I simplified and therefore am now at least twice as fast as my colleagues. So far IT guy said that's not possible.

Essentially I save time by just copy-pasting something my colleagues type in every time. That's it. But I noticed a pattern and turns out I am not allowed to work as fast as I can because the software is too slow.

Fair enough.

Also IT-guy gave me another tip about how to - if not solve the crashes, at least safe time restarting the whole shebang.

So far, so good. I thought I heard the last of that for now.

Today I mentioned all of that to my other colleague. The one who has the desk opposite of mine. The one I thought I was on best terms with out of them all. Oh silly autism brain, don't you ever learn.

So turns out she doesn't believe me either. At least she claims not to care, she's counting the hours to her retirement anyway and says, if I wanna slack off all day, she doesn't give a shit.

But imagine WHY she thought I was faking the crashes!!!

Because she can still hear me typing while the program in question allegedly froze.

I'M TRYING TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM!

I'M WRITING THE TICKET TO THE HELPDESK!

ANd even IF I was dicking around with whatever while I wait for the shit to unfreeze (slim chance but not zero) WHERE'S THE HARM IN THAT?!

Long story short, this is why we never bust our asses for work.

We bust our asses for hobbies and loved ones.

For work you're a replaceable asset.

They pay you the bare minimum and treat you not even that.

So we do the bare minimum.

Thanks for reading, have a cookie. ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎っ🍪

Addition I almost forgot to add:

So I technically had two major breakthroughs, right? Finding out that my efficiency did in fact cause the crashes even tho I've been told otherwise AND finding a way to at least speeding up the process of restarting the fucking things?

They'll 100 % still think I was slacking off and am not anymore since they were onto me and I got scared.

So I'm fucked either way. ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ )

[questcequecestqueca]

Workers of the world, unite!, poster, Yakov Guminer, poster, USSR 1926

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[nogodsnomastersnoovertime]

Mayday May 1st, 1886

The streets of Chicago are alive.

Today, tens of thousands of working men and women march—not for spectacle, not for some empty pageantry, but for something far more urgent, something that has been long denied: the right to our time, to our own lives, to a future that does not grind us into dust before we can enjoy it.

We have labored from dawn to dusk, from youth to old age, for scraps from the tables of men who grow bloated on our exhaustion. The factory bells ring, and we move like cattle. The machinery swallows us whole. The wealthy speak of hard work and thrift while we rot in tenements and struggle to feed our children. And yet, when we rise and say, “Enough,” they call us radicals.

They say eight hours of work is too little.

They say our demand is unreasonable.

They say industry will collapse if the workers dare to rest.

But we say: We are the ones who built these factories. We are the ones who turn the gears of this city. We are the ones who produce the wealth they hoard. And we will no longer work ourselves into the grave for them.

We do not ask for permission.

We do not beg for mercy.

We do not hope for their generosity.

The eight-hour day is ours for the taking.

So be it. If order means our suffering, let it fall.

The press calls this a riot. The industrialists call it anarchy. The police call it a threat to public order.

Burn after reading,

Lucy Parsons

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HEADS UP STARBUCKS WORKERS ARE STRIKING ON RED CUP DAY (11/16/23)

from the SEIU email I just got:

November 16 is “Red Cup Day,” Starbucks' most PROFITABLE and BUSIEST day of the year. During past Red Cup Days, baristas like us have barely had a chance to breathe. We’re on our feet all day facing impatient customers, long lines, and understaffing. Yep, you heard that right, understaffing ON THE BUSIEST DAY OF THE YEAR.

That’s why on November 16 we’re going on strike to demand an end to unfair labor practices!

Leading up to this day, it’s important to have customers with us. Starbucks cares about what customers think. By showing support during our Red Cup Rebellion, you can send the message that customers are watching and demanding that workers’ rights be respected.

Make sure Starbucks managers know: You’re joining the Red Cup Rebellion!

Just last month, while we were running around taking orders, two district managers AND our store manager were just sitting around without offering to help. This was while only THREE baristas were on, and it was a “Thursyay”—the day Starbucks offers free fall drinks. We worked ourselves ragged, but they didn’t let us turn off mobile orders, and we had a line out the door. Then, after the rush finally calmed down, all three of them put on aprons and were like, "We're here to help!" It was clear they were woefully unprepared—one district manager didn’t even know which cake pop was the birthday one (pink with sprinkles, obviously!)

For almost two years, nearly 9,000 workers at more than 360 stores have joined together in a union to improve our jobs and customer service. While our numbers are growing every day, Starbucks refuses to see us as the partners they say we are. They refuse to listen to us even though we're on the front lines, knowing better than anyone what we need to be successful and to make customers happy.

Thankfully we know customers are with us. Together, with fellow workers and our community, we’re showing greedy corporations what solidarity and support really mean.

Join us Nov 16 →

In #SolidaritySeason,

Neha Cremin & Alisha Humphrey

Starbucks Workers United