Brought to you by sheer exhaustion
I got a summer job in a warehouse for an online clothing store. I'm in despatch, so depending on the day I'll be either picking stock for orders or packing said orders.
Of course, I'm insanely glad to have employment but... I really hate my job. It's physically and mentally exhausting and there's a constant pressure to get things done quickly, all for minimum wage. The shifts are horrible, alternating between 6am-2pm and 2-10pm so even when I get a day off I'm too tired to do anything but sleep. It's been so long since I actually did something fun. I'm actually pretty scared I'm going to spiral into almost!depression like I did just before I 'took a break' from school.
The thing is, I feel guilty about complaining because there are so many people who want this job. Off the top of my head I can think of at least ten people I know IRL that tried to get a summer job but failed. Looking at it objectively, aren't I actually pretty fortunate? Somehow I just can't think of it that way.
Four weeks has never seemed like such a long time.
Of course, I'm insanely glad to have employment but... I really hate my job. It's physically and mentally exhausting and there's a constant pressure to get things done quickly, all for minimum wage. The shifts are horrible, alternating between 6am-2pm and 2-10pm so even when I get a day off I'm too tired to do anything but sleep. It's been so long since I actually did something fun. I'm actually pretty scared I'm going to spiral into almost!depression like I did just before I 'took a break' from school.
The thing is, I feel guilty about complaining because there are so many people who want this job. Off the top of my head I can think of at least ten people I know IRL that tried to get a summer job but failed. Looking at it objectively, aren't I actually pretty fortunate? Somehow I just can't think of it that way.
Four weeks has never seemed like such a long time.