Thursday, February 18, 2010

On Hating My Job

I don't actually. In fact, a stipend is what we call high-class welfare: no one's going to call my house in the middle of the night to see if a man picks up the phone, and no one really gets any political traction by targeting me for abuse.

But I have hated many of my jobs. Many of my friends and family hate their jobs. And right now, ain't no one going to quit. A few years back my sister was working at a shitty job in Edmonton, during the boom years. The boom was largely driven by the energy sector, and a substantial labor shortage developed.

So my sister quit her shitty job, at which she was paid something like $7 an hour. And was immediately offered a raise to $10 an hour. So she stayed on. And hell, she probably could have got them for more. Those days are far behind. I suspect, but would love to see hard numbers on this, that a lot of people right now would choose a significant pay cut to being laid off.

Even when they hate their jobs. Like Cam'ron.



Don't know why this didn't get more play. Okay, I know why it didn't get more play. But still.... "I hate my boss, dude think he know it all, and i know i know it all, but i follow protocol."

Almost matches the fake line (which was so like Cam'ron's style that you can still find it listed as a great Cam'ron lyric): "We at the hot dog stand/ she made my hot dog stand"

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