I’m using jail for lack of better term. I have never been in jail nor do I ever want to be so I really don’t know. I guess what I’m talking about is control and making decisions for us.
So here’s what I have been thinking.
The companies that we work for decide the following for us:
Our start and end time of our work day.
How many hours a week we work.
When our breaks and lunch are and how long they are and where we can take our breaks and eat our lunch.
How many vacation days and sick days we get.
They tell us what to do and how long it should take.
Believe in things and people that we know are wrong.
Believe that management knows best.
They decide what our wage will be per hour and how we will be paid.
What department we will be in and where we will sit.
What our desk looks like and what will be on it.
What clothes and shoes we can wear – aka.- dress code.
So many rules. So much control.
I’ve never thought about it like this before and it kinda makes me mad.
No individualism. No what is best for the individual. Just someone or a group of people deciding things for us 8 or more hours a day.
I know the workplace needs to be consistent, but the older I get the more my menopausal anger kicks in and I get bucky.
Maybe this why I am writing about work.
I’m realizing what it is all about.
How come I didn’t see this earlier?
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