I am still at work, it is 7:35pm. I am supposed to be shredding ridiculous amounts of paper in anticipation of my last day. All paper shredders in the office have stopped working and I still have a whole box to do. I hate today.
Kitty Star, why is today your last day? are you being let go or are you proving that workers control the means of production, and giving a hearty "fuck you" to the bourgeois?
Kitty Star, why is today your last day? are you being let go or are you proving that workers control the means of production, and giving a hearty "fuck you" to the bourgeois?
Today is my last day because I am moving to Santa Cruz (about 30minutes away over a mountain right near the ocean. *sigh*) to go to school at UC Santa Cruz. I will still be working for the same company over there but a different boss and that is all that really matters to me. This guy is actually going to pay me what I am worth ($16/hour + commisions instead of $14/hour), and he is putting me in charge because I've been with State Farm for 2 fucking years! Finally getting recognition, I can't wait.