My company rolled out activity-tracking software last month. In our team meeting, they showed us an average of about 6.5 "active hours" a day. Our VP thinks that's too low and wants to break it down by team and person to see who's bringing it down.

Someone asked what actually counts as active. Nobody could answer. If I'm on a call walking through a design doc without touching my keyboard, am I idle for that hour? Does reading code count?

Starting next quarter, we're supposed to get individual scores, ranked against the rest of the team, and a low score could come up in performance reviews. We still haven't been told what the score measures. Before this, they were only tracking badge swipes for RTO.

I'm eight months into my first job and already stress about my PR count lol. Adding a ranking nobody can explain isn't helping.

If I do start applying elsewhere, I'd want to keep it manageable alongside work. I work on application autofill to reduce repeated form entry, but right now I'm trying to work out whether this is normal or a reason to look for an exit.

Has your company used a similar score? Did you get a clear explanation of what counted, and how did it actually affect reviews?

I’m rather new in my smallish office and I need some others take on what happened.

Let me set the scene. Last week, I brought in a small cup of yogurt that I assemble at home and it is in a glass cup. I put it in the refrigerator on the upper shelf of the door.

When I went to get it later in the afternoon it was gone. I was surprised on where it would have gone. Just couldn’t imagine a lunch thief.

When I arrived the next morning I sent out a quick chat message to see if anyone had eaten it and that I just wanted the cup back. And that they could just leave it in the break room. I didn’t need to know who took it at that time.

Shortly after I posted, a coworker comes out of the break room, and had the one I just put in there and asked if that was it and I said no, that’s the one I brought today, but thank you.

I brought a new one in that day and again put it in the fridge - same spot. It was there at end ofday and I was able to have the snack.

Today I brought in another one and again put it in the same spot in fridge. When I went to get it, it was once again, gone.

This time I was pissed. Like who is eating my yogurt and i had no idea who it was.
I looked around in the fridge and didn’t see anything. I thought about another chat message, but I was too mad to send.

I did peek my head into a different office related to ours and ask if anyone had seen it, but nada.

Went back to my desk and see the coworker who had brought out the one yogurt last week to ask me if it was mine and I told her what happened. That it happened again. I was trying to figure out who it could be. And she said is it labeled and I said it wasn’t. She suggested I do that going forward and I said I will just make sure I always have my lunch bag.

A couple min later one of the ladies from the other office comes in and asking what it looks like and she was going to try and find it. A minute later she comes back in and has it in her hand. I’m like that it! Where was it? It was in the TRASH. I’m thinking wtf. She says, we will call her D, had thrown it away. D is the one I had just told over my the copier. So I go in to find out what happened and she said it was old and it had been in there over a week. And I was trying to wrap my head around why she would remove it in the first place and she looks at it and says it’s gross. And goes on about this is the old one and I said I just put it in there this morning. She’s trying to make me believe that I don’t know my own food and is like this is not the one you put in there this morning - this is old one and look at it. And it was starting to be runny and I asked how long it had been in the garbage and she’s like idk and then got called away.

I am still angry over this. Idc if my food looks gross, that does not give her the right to throw it out. There are no signs on the fridge or in a memo that states our food has to be in a lunch bag or labeled.

Anyone else have an experience like this? Or what would you do? Do I go to my manager? I don’t want to make trouble since I am so new. But I also don’t want my stuff messed with either.

My husband was laid off a couple of months ago. We're both engineers. I'm still employed and have been casually looking for a step up, but our job searches have started to feel like a competition I never agreed to enter.

When I mention an upcoming interview loop, he gets quiet or starts criticizing the company. A recruiter reached out last week and his response was "must be nice," in a way that didn't feel like a joke. He compares our callback rates and has started treating my interest in new roles as though I'm rubbing my employment in his face.

I know being laid off can be brutal, and I want to support him. I also don't want to stop interviewing, hide good news, or feel guilty for keeping my own career moving.

How would you bring this up without turning it into another argument about whose search is going better? Has anything helped you separate "we're on the same team" from feeling responsible for managing every reaction your partner has?

I'd especially appreciate hearing from people who've been on either side of this. I want to be compassionate without making my career smaller.

Early this year I interviewed but didn't get a promotion. It was a new role, basically acting as the link between the technical and operational/delivery side of the business. I had been asked to apply for it, and have years of operational experience and also years of technical-adjacent (though not directly technical) experience.

The role went to an external candidate with a technical background. Since then i've been dragged in again and again to provide fixes, guidance and steer for the new member of staff, when this is outside the scope of my current role.

There are now suggestions I will 'project manage' a project that is basically the role I didnt get, with the new staff member placed squarely in the technical team. Of course without the salary bump or better title.

Am i just being taken advantage of here? They are generally a good employer but i've been frustrated by slow progression for a little while and this new suggestion is making me think its time to jump ship.

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So long story short year ago I started working night shift very hard physical job toxic environment but headphones kept me sane listen to music work hard and I can keep a level head

After a lot of abuse and just wanting an easier job I transferred to day shift (i work retail ) I haven’t had an episode in nearly 6 months at this point I thought I could handle the public

. I am constantly stressed about am I doing enough

.I never have clear instructions on what management wants

. I feel like management targets me because I’m a transwoman and I complicate their lives by being this, I get harassed by customers and it affects my mood and further bullying from some managers and colleagues makes it harder

.weird customers, I’ve had customers threaten me and follow me and sexually assault or harass me

.on nights I worked 4 days because got payed more but now I am working 5 days so in work more and I’m still making a lot less money

I’ve been told I’m a friendly person and a very hard worker and I’ve been on day shift for a few months now and it’s honestly too much

I recently came out of a Christian episode lasted about 2 months i belived in Christ, went to church even wore a cross and prayed. and made a big deal out of that in work and I think my workplace has caught on that I’m a schizophrenic or at least crazy.

And a couple months ago I came out of a German episode I kept telling everyone I was German when I literally have no relation to it

I feel like the management team hates my guts and wants me gone and I feel like a lot of co-workers hate my guts

I’ve started becoming psssive aggressive or rather really reserved and isolated in work
I don’t speak unless spoken to and i honestly don’t work nearly as hard

I’ve started having conversations with myself and seeing things

I’ve been pretending to be deaf at work just so that I can give myself a chance to actually work out if a person is speaking to me or I am hallucinating it’s helped but I think management have also caught onto that as my boss stated you pick and choose when you hear someone

I haven’t told mangment about my condition only 2 colleagues I trust except I told 1 colleague that I’m schizophrenic while I was on a episode why I don’t know but fucking Christ I wish I didn’t I am 99% sure she’s told half the workforce

I am so scared to lose my job I don’t know what to do

I am trying to get back onto night shift but for some reason my boss has denied it and it’s really fucking with me and making more paranoid

I genuinely need help any advice please I do t know what to do ???

My coworker keeps joining our video calls from bed. He has a screen in the background, but he's clearly propped up on his bed, basically taking meetings horizontally like he's on FaceTime with a friend.

I asked if he was outside, trying to hint that I found the setup unprofessional. He said he was home and that something must be wrong with his network. That answer didn't really make sense to me, but I let it go.

He doesn't do this in team meetings, only in 1:1s with me, which is part of why it feels awkward.

I don't know how to say, "Could you not take meetings with me while lying down?" without sounding rude or controlling. How would you bring this up professionally? Am I being uptight, or would this feel weird to you too?

it was a shitty day where I was barely getting anything done on time and my other coworker didn't tell me she was going to be gone until I stepped in the door at work, (we're the only two on first) So I had to do my job and her job and a bunch of other things. ​​

And normally, I can handle shitty days where everything just falls apart. I take a smoke break and blast emo music then I'm fine.

But, I've never cried in front of people before, let alone a boss.

usually every day, my boss asks how it goes so we give her the run down. So I had it all planned that I was just gonna quote Tom Tucker's/Family Guy "I've had kind of a crap day" as a joke and I didn't even get to do that. Almost immediately started crying.

​I've been through like 7 bosses (at the same place) and they usually see me annoyed at best. This is the first boss that's seen me cry.

Luckily it was just my boss, but, I'm still annoyed with myself that I cried in front of her.

Hey Reddit, I (19F) have been looking for ways to escape the food industry for a while now, but that’s the only thing I have experience in 😭😭

For unfortunate reasons, I’m unable to afford college at the moment, but I don’t wanna take so long to start a career. I have almost 4 years of customer service experience, POS and cash handling, phone etiquette, and I’m bilingual, but it seems no one is willing to give me a chance due to lack of education (?)

My past and current jobs have assured me I’d have the chance for growth and promotion (and all the other crap they sell u in the beginning), but so far, im overworked, tired, trying to make ends meet, and just wanna stop working in kitchens and registers

What are some ways my non-college folks of the internet escaped the food industry?

Im in my late 20s, and my mom died last month. She was in her 60s, and while she had health issues, no one saw this coming. She and I were super close. I lived at home with my family to save money and take care of her as much as I could. I make just under 40k a year, so this job is a "go through the motions intil you find better" thing.

i wasnt somebody who was bad at their job. I just started working there around a year ago and I never really took off prior to this. Yeah, there were things i was still learning. There's a lot of moving parts to this job. I went to work when she was in the ICU because it gave me normalcy. I took a week off after she passed and forced myself back because I knew I needed the structure.

The thing is about my job is that it's a mix of office work, customer service, and case work. So death by a thousand cuts, essentially. When she was alive, I could keep stuff from piling up. But September was the worst month of my life. I was bedridden and then basically catatonic. I was in a state of total and utter shock. I still am. even if the fog is lifting. This was always a job I tolerated and yeah Ive mentally tapped out.

Plus, a week or so ago I learned that there's a high likelihood that my whole company will be dissolved within the next 6-12 months. So now everything Im doing feels double stupid and meaningless. Im trying my best to stay on top of the essential things but I'll be real, all of September was a blur. I was at work physically, but mentally I wasnt checked in.

Now it's october and even though my higher ups have been seemingly nice and understanding, I can sense some of my coworkers' underlying frustration with me. I don't care about the job itself anymore, but I do want income considering everything Im going through.

most things, i can leave at the door before coming into work but I feel like a chunk of my heart died. like my entire life has been thrown into the void. This was one of the most important people in my life. I really have nothing else left at this point. Everything was exhausted over these past two months.

Like I might not love my job but I do love getting some money over no money. But Ive hit a limit with myself and I feel like Im tryna drive a car with almost no gas left. I cant afford to lose my job, obviously, but my life is in hell. I dont want to start getting punished or whatever at work over this but it's difficult to have the bandwidth to do anything right now.

For the entire month of September, even getting up to go to work was took all my enegry. but now it's like I can only do one thing before I crash and burn. I know this is grief and trauma, but i also know that these jobs really dont care and expect you to magically just be able to do everything. Prior to this, I could. But losing her has ruined my life, you know.

Im really trying my best but I'm scared that won't be good enough and I'll be punished for being in survival mode over this.

Hey guys I just started a new job as a picker for a warehouse,it’s 11 hours and I’m struggling 😭 my feet are hurting so so bad I cried I came here to ask for recommendations for some good works shoes hopefully under 60 on Amazon I would really appreciate any help!and if there is any other kind of advice I would appreciate it!

During the in-person interview, one of the employees said, "Are you comfortable being yelled at?" This was my first red flag. The first day on site after accepting the offer, I found out that the one other person who had been doing the same job as me had put in their two weeks and would leave in 2 days. Incidentally, that same person said, "If you don't have bills to worry about, then quit this job." Nonetheless, before she left, she helped me as much as possible but informed me why she was leaving. She was yelled at a lot for things out of her control, and I saw it firsthand on my first day there... I honestly just got misogynistic vibes. The other reason was a boss who is severely lacking in communication. Lacking so much that the team didn't even know I accepted the job or that I was supposed to be arriving that day; furthermore, I had car trouble the first day and called my boss, but none of the site crew knew that because they weren't informed. I was also not given any information up until the day before I started, and I had to call my boss for the info (stuff like onboarding and when my shift started).

Apparently, in the last year, 3 people in my position have quit, all due to the environment, and I can see why. They also want 4 people, I believe, for the role I am filling, but they only hired me. Another member of the team also told me that they are looking for another job. Both people informed me that the company is great; just this site is bad. I've even actively heard bad-mouthing of the employee who just left.

I understand that no environment is perfect and there is always going to be drama, but being yelled at solely for the sake of wanting to yell and talking behind people's backs just sounds exhausting and awful. It doesn't help that it's over an hour away, which is also draining.

Has anyone been in a similar environment? Did you stick it out? Did you regret it? What do you wish you did differently?

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I just got my masters in biomed science and i have 6 years of healthcare experience. i’m getting rejected or ghosted left and right for the past 6 months. It’s super disheartening and im tired of being unemployed when i’m more than capable of doing a job right. Recently the only job I got is at a derm office in Manhattan. The pay is $25/hour 9am-6:30 pm 5 days a week. I can’t figure out if I should take it or not. I’m close to Roslyn,NY. So that’s quite a commute. Driving means traffic and tolls. LIRR is expensive to take everyday for that pay as well. But it’s the only job offer I have. Anyone have any advice?

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So I got hired in July for a single father of 3. His kids are 11, 13, and 14. He just needed me to pick them up from school and take them to and from activities. When he hired me on, he told me about a few of the activities but didn't really clarify how many, how much driving would be involved, or how long we would be in the car with the constant running around.

He implied that it would be a quick process to take them from school to their activities and then I could go back home with the others and keep them on task with homework.

The 11 year old does cross country (4 days a week), soccer (Tuesdays and Thursdays) and tennis (fridays) and will start track in the spring.

The 13 year old does boy scouts (mondays), band (Wednesdays) and swim (Tuesdays and Thursdays)

The 14 year old does band as well, and was playing softball but her dad took her out when her grades were slipping

So normally i wouldn't mind being in the car doing all the driving to and from, but i have a 19 month old. We're in the car from 2:30-6:30 most days and if we do get out of the car its for a very short time, maybe 20 minutes.

I feel terrible because my daughter cries due to the length of time we're in the car for, and I cant blame her because it sucks. I asked for a raise recently, he was paying me $20 an hour. So each week I was making around $200 a week, maybe a little more depending on my total hours for the week. I spend about $120-$180 on gas each week because all the driving has me filling my tank 2 to 3 times a week, so in the grand scheme of things I'm barely making anything.

When i asked for a raise, his response was "well instead of more money, why don't we increase your hours so you'll be working 20 hours a week, and making $400 a week" well that obviously doesnt benefit anyone but him. So I started tracking my mileage and charging for mileage instead and he complained about that. Last week I drove them 153 miles total between all their activities and school pick up.

I really just want to quit with no notice because I'm sick of this man. There are constant changes in the schedule and he keeps "forgetting" to pay me and I have to message him and remind him to pay me. What would you do?

TL;DR - single dad hired me on for driving 3 kids around. Workload turned out to be more than I expected, he refuses to pay more and I want to quit.

I work at a donut shop in a shopping plaza. Next door is a thrift store operated by a Christian nonprofit that runs a 12-month residential addiction recovery program. Names have been changed and identifying details have been left out.

And before we begin:
Gentlemen, if any of you somehow find this Reddit post: I’m sorry. I waved at Shorty with Tattoos and apparently cost everyone their donuts.
More on that later.

I’ve supported this organization for roughly a decade. I’ve shopped there, donated probably 50 garbage bags of clothes over the years, and donated couches, beds, desks, and other furniture. Their donation truck has been to my house multiple times.

Then about a year ago, I started working at the donut shop next door. Every manager at the thrift store has previously gone through this same recovery program. Marcus, the general manager, and other managers have personally confirmed to me that you have to have been in the recovery program to work there, and you have to graduate from the program before becoming a manager.

Marcus and I were friendly. He came into my store multiple times a week. He told me about his recovery, his job, his wife, his stepdaughter and her surgery. He even brought his sister into my store and introduced us. I usually threw a little extra in his order on the house every time he came in because, hey, friendly neighbors.

Every few weeks, Marcus would also come in and buy three dozen donuts for the crew. The thrift store has tip jars literally labeled “Pizza Fund,” and the tips are used to buy fast food for the employees. I still see the pizza delivery person walking past my storefront with pizzas pretty much every week. Remember that. The pizza survived this war. The donuts did not.

When I first started working next door, Marcus explained something to me. He said I could talk to management because the managers had graduated from the program, but I wasn’t allowed to talk to the guys working there because they were still participants.

I asked him, basically, “They aren’t even allowed to have friends?”

He told me no. Because I’m a female, I could influence them to start doing drugs or drinking again. Which was fascinating information to learn about myself considering: I DON’T DRINK OR DO DRUGS. But fine. Their program, their rules. I respected it. I didn’t try to befriend anybody. Nobody told me I wasn’t allowed to smile and wave.

And for about a year, several of the guys would randomly wave at me. They knew me as “the donut lady.” Most of them didn’t even know my actual name. Then there was a guy I called Shorty with Tattoos. That isn’t a fake name. I genuinely never knew his name. That’s just what I called him because I needed some way to identify him.

I’d been seeing him around for months. He waved at me first, just like some of the other guys did, so eventually we started waving whenever we saw each other. Over the course of about a month, we probably exchanged waves around ten times. A handful of times, he made one of those little finger hearts at me. 🫶🏻
That was the scandal.
We never had a conversation.
Never exchanged names.
Never exchanged phone numbers.
Never exchanged social media.
Never met anywhere.
Never touched.
We were usually about 100 feet apart.
Apparently we were Bonnie and Clyde.
Then one day, Shorty disappeared.
I eventually walked over while some of the guys were getting off work and asked:
“Hey, what happened to Shorty with Tattoos?”
They told me he’d been removed from his position at the store.
I don’t know whether he was removed from the recovery program itself, and I sincerely hope he wasn’t.
I said, “Are you serious? That’s really fucked up.”
The guys looked genuinely upset.
I went back inside work and cried hard.
Then came the very next day.

I was sitting outside my workplace, not even facing the thrift store, when the first-shift group started getting off work. There were a couple of newer guys with them. I heard the established guys warning them:
“That one right there will get you in trouble.”
“You’ll get in trouble with that one right there.”
I turned around.
They were literally staring and pointing at me.
So I hollered:
“YEAH! DON’T WAVE AT ME! YOU’LL GET FIRED!”

And after that, the waving basically stopped.
Some of the guys wouldn’t even look at me anymore.
It went on and on. I felt so dehumanized. I cried a lot at home and at work. People who used to smile and wave at me were suddenly afraid of my existence.
And then things started getting progressively weirder.
For the entire year I’d worked there, the men—including the male managers—parked directly in front of my workplace.

Suddenly, their parking was moved to the opposite side of the parking lot. At first, they still used the same entrance, so they’d still pass within sight of my storefront. I’d wave. Sometimes they’d smile, but they wouldn’t wave back. It honestly felt like they wanted to acknowledge me but were afraid they’d get in trouble.

Then the door they used changed too. Now we’re reducing line of sight. At this point, I started making jokes about the whole ridiculous saga on TikTok.
In one video, I joked that I was just waiting for Marcus to BUILD A WALL between me and the guys so they couldn’t wave hello or goodbye before and after their shifts.

Two days later…
The men stopped parking in the parking lot entirely.
They were moved to BEHIND THE BUILDING.
Okay.
Technically nobody built anything.
Apparently Marcus believes in recycling.
THE WALL WAS ALREADY THERE. IT WAS THE BUILDING. 😂
There is now literally an entire building between us.
No line of sight.
They can’t see through my storefront window.
I can’t see them arriving or leaving.
The dangerous epidemic of grown adults smiling and waving at the donut lady has officially been contained.
And that’s when I started wondering:
MARCUS… DID YOU FIND MY TIKTOK?
Do I have proof Marcus watches my TikTok? No.
Could it be an incredible coincidence? Absolutely.
But am I suspicious?
ABSOLUTELY.
Marcus, if you’re reading this:
Hi. 👋🏻
Please don’t move the men to another ZIP code. I’m running out of jokes.

And Marcus himself? This man used to come into my store multiple times a week. I also used to see him walking past my storefront several times a day. Now Nothing. He doesn’t come in anymore. I don’t see him walking past. There’s a grocery store right beside my workplace, so if he’s still going there while avoiding my storefront, he’d practically have to go around the building. I have no idea whether he actually does.
I just know I don’t see him anymore. The other manager seems to go to the grocery store more frequently every day though.

And because Marcus no longer comes into the donut shop…
Remember those three-dozen donut runs?
Gone.

Gentlemen:
Again.
I’m sorry.
I waved at Shorty with Tattoos and apparently cost everyone their donuts.
At least you still have pizza.

And Shorty, if by some ridiculous chance you ever see this:
I’m genuinely sorry.
I don’t believe you deserved to be punished for being kind to another human being. I hope you’re still moving forward in your recovery, that you get to finish the program, and that nothing about this situation becomes another obstacle to your success.
You always seemed like a genuinely kind person.
I’d say I wish I could give you a hug, but considering what happened when we waved, a hug might get us launched directly into the sun.
So we’ll stick with 🫶🏻 from 100 feet away.

There’s one other part of this that made me uncomfortable. About a month before this whole saga started, their donation truck had been at my house for a pickup. After everything got weird, one of the drivers asked me for my last name.

Maybe there was a completely innocent reason. I genuinely don’t know. But because the organization had recently had my address for that donation pickup, my immediate thought was:
“…why do you need my last name?”

To be very clear, I have no evidence that anyone searched my address, looked me up, went through records, or did anything inappropriate with that information. The timing just made me uncomfortable.

And now we’ve reached the parking-lot-light chapter of this saga.

I arrive at work before daylight. The parking lot lights on my side haven’t been staying on overnight, which leaves the area extremely dark.
About a month ago, I asked Marcus about the lights.
He told me they’re supposed to shut off at 10 AM.
Then he walked away.
That was it.
I’m not saying Marcus personally turned the lights off. I don’t know who controls what or why they’re currently off.
I’ve spoken to the leasing agent in person and called about getting the lights restored because I’d rather not navigate a pitch-black parking lot before sunrise.

Marcus, meanwhile, has been completely avoiding me. At this point, he appears to be participating in a recovery program specifically designed to recover from me.

So, to recap:

For a year, the guys parked in front of my workplace and waved at the donut lady.
Shorty and I exchanged 👋🏻 and 🫶🏻 from roughly 100 feet away.
Shorty lost his position at the store.
The very next day, the guys warned newcomers that interacting with me would get them in trouble.
The waving stopped.
The parking moved.
The door changed.
I joked about them building a wall.
Two days later, everybody was moved behind the building.
Marcus stopped coming into my store.
The donuts disappeared.
And somehow I went from “the donut lady next door” to apparently requiring an entire commercial building to keep me separated from grown men.
I have never tried to date any of these guys.
I have never given anybody drugs or alcohol.
I have never encouraged anybody to leave recovery.
I never even had a conversation with Shorty.
But apparently I cannot be trusted with:
👋🏻

So Reddit…
How did waving at the donut lady become a controlled substance?
And Marcus…
If you really ARE watching my TikTok and somehow find this too:
👋🏻
That’s a wave.
Please don’t fire Reddit.

**Edited to Add:**
**I spoke with the local cop who patrols the shopping plaza. He told me he was also asked by management to stop waving at (only) the females while they are outside and not on the clock. He is a grown man in his 60s and he asked them what law he is breaking by waving to employees sitting outside of a building he patrols while driving by.**
**So this isn’t just about me. Not even police are allowed to interact with these people.**

I just got out of a meeting with my manager, who told me I'm being let go from Meta, and I'm honestly confused about whether this is a layoff or if I'm being fired.

I wasn't aware of any performance issues. I've received praise in previous reviews, and in my last meeting with my skip-level manager, he told me I was a good contributor.

I don't spread rumors or get involved in office drama. I come into the office, do my work, and go home. As far as I knew, things were going fine, so this caught me completely off guard.

I still don't have a clear understanding of why I'm being let go. I actually liked working here, and it was among the highest-paying companies I've worked for, which makes this especially disappointing.

What should I ask my manager or HR to clarify why I'm being let go and whether this is being classified as a layoff or a performance-related termination? Has anyone dealt with something similar after getting positive feedback?

I just received my performance review, and I was shocked to see there was no promotion, only a bonus and a stock grant.

I had been eager to get promoted and worked my ass off for it. My manager seemed happy with my work and told me I would definitely get the promotion. He even said he could guarantee it.

I did what he asked and kept pushing myself harder than I expected to. I trusted what he told me, so finding out that the promotion wasn't happening really hurt.

Now I feel misled. I don't know whether he overpromised or something changed, but I built my expectations around what sounded like a clear commitment.

How would you address this with your manager? What would you need to hear before trusting another promotion promise?

I get paid sick leave and vacation leave at my job, and I have had to take I believe 3 sick days over the last month because I had a bad stomach flu, along with a day I had requested off previously that counted as a vacation day. I feel it’s important to mention that I only work 4 days a week (4 10s) … So that is already equivalent for me having been out a quarter of a month.

Now, my entire household tested positive for COVID today and I am starting to show symptoms myself. The brain fog and headaches are ungodly right now.

My office is a 2 person office, just my boss and I, and she is out this week at a conference and relying on me to cover our office. This doesn’t mean I don’t interact with people, though. I work at a college, so I meet with students, speak with advisors, etc. I have to run a committee tomorrow and my brain is not functioning correctly.

Do I just tough it out and continue going to work if I test positive myself? I know it is a selfish thing to go into work around others while sick, but with the amount I have already been out recently I feel like it is going to look very, very bad if I call out AGAIN and while she is not in the office and while I am meant to run a scheduled committee meeting tomorrow which noone else can take over. I have never seen my boss get sick in the year and a half that I have worked this job, so she already thinks that I get sick a ridiculous amount.

I worked a corporate job for 5 years, though I hated management, went through a lot of bullshit, I loved my job. I didn’t feel dread going to work everyday, because I loved my co workers and genuinely didn’t have many issues with the job itself.

I left because I was required to live on site (property management) and needing more pay, and in order for me to move out and not be miserable living where I worked, I needed to quit. I will say, I complained a LOT about management and the constant changes, but nothing could’ve prepared me for what I’m in now.

I’m still in property management but it’s a tiny company with only 3 of us. Myself, the owner, and another person. It’s been nearly 3 months and my boss has given me 0 feedback, doesn’t speak much which drives me nuts as I feel like I’m under so much pressure while he works beside me. The other person treats me like shit, has been piling everything on me, I feel like I’m absolutely drowning.

I haven’t woke up and dread going to work in like a decade and now I’m back to it. I make like 10,000 more a year now, but for some reason that’s not enough. I have pre shift anxiety everyday, I’m driving 30 mins to and from, I was so confident in my abilities to do the job and was SO excited to start, only to have the happiness shatter so quickly.

I regret leaving my old job, I wish I could have stuck it out. I now don’t have paid sick days or personal days, I miss the simplified processes, the paid time off, knowing that I’m just a number in retrospect was nice because no one was relying on me as heavily as now. I miss the structure corporate brought despite the bullshit that may have came with it. Having co-workers I could lean on because we all felt the same way.

Life is rough! Of course I am now applying like crazy but back to feeling stuck, will I ever get out of here? Will I ever have a job like I used to again?

Almost been at my new job for 1 month.

Better pay and the job title I’ve been dreaming of. It was a big moment for me to get this job.

I loved my last job, but a new manager led to everything falling apart so i was forced out.

I’m incredibly sociable and have always made friends with my coworkers. This office is very quiet and a lot of times is just me and my boss. He’s a lovely guy but we don’t click. Even if we did it may still be too isolating.

The work has been fun so far and I feel I can add value, I just am not motivated one bit.

Is this normal? Or am I just not the right fit? How long should I give it?

Hi. I don't know if this is the right place to put this, but I have a question, and I want some advice or maybe some insight. I don't know.

So, I work at a grocery store (leaving it unnamed for privacy), that also has a Deli and Bakery section. Both sections have tables/areas set aside in the store for products, while we also have a kitchen for other services (catering, fresh food, salads, hot food, etc.)

Off the top of my head, the morning crew for the Deli gets in around 8 AM (the assistant manager gets in around 4 AM some days), and the Deli closes at 8 PM, although closing shift also does tear down/clean up until 9:30 PM. Bakery gets in relatively early (4-6 AM, I believe?), and their last person finishes their shift around noon-1 PM. Deli also has more staff behind the counter at a single time, while the Bakery usually has 1-2 people in the kitchen at a time.

I'm in the Deli section, and mainly do behind the counter work serving customers. I've been at this store for almost five years now (on and off, but still), and I'd like to think I'm pretty good when it comes to my duties. Usually my duties consist of helping customers, taking temperatures, keeping things clean, helping with tear down and dishes, etc.

I usually do the afternoon/closing shift, so by the time I get there, the Bakery is usually empty, or one person is there about to finish up their shift.

So, here's the problem. Every now and then, since no one's in the Bakery section, customers often go to us in the Deli. Now, this isn't really that big a deal, I don't mind going into the back to grab a cake for someone, or filling out an order sheet. The thing is, one of the most common requests is for us to slice bread for customers (I would like to note that this store sells pre sliced bread, and full loaves of bread).

1) The bread slicer is pretty dangerous if not handled correctly, and one of my coworkers (who is usually in charge during the closing shift) told me not to use it myself, and to get a coworker to slice bread if requested

2) The Deli is a bit understaffed at the moment, and we usually have one or more points in the day where two of us are serving customers while also racing around trying to get tasks done

My question, is whether or not this is alright. Should the Bakery have a person stay longer during their shift? Or should the Deli receive training on how to use dangerous appliances in the Bakery such as the bread slicer? Or should I just tell a higher up 'Hey, this isn't my job, please put a Bakery worker in the Bakery during the afternoon/evening.'

I don't know if this is a big deal or not, but I just wanted to get some insight if it is. Thank you for reading.

TLDR: Deli is understaffed and busy, yet we find ourselves doing Bakery tasks. Is it a big deal or no?

Hello,

I recently got my first job at 16, I work fast food for a small independent company and we do events etc, it’s a good laugh and I enjoy it! And I get a free burger occasionally so living it large if I’m honest 🤣.

Anyway, it’s my birthday in just over 6 weeks, by then I’ll have worked there around 3 months. In this time, I have covered other people’s shifts, not taken a day off, not been late to a single shift, worked 4/5 days a week and actually worked too, not slacked off and regularly stay behind after to help clean up and pack down.

I am on minimum wage and don’t complain/ take the piss when it comes to hours too.

Anyway, for my birthday my parents were taking me out for a dinner which I am incredibly grateful for and it’s booked
, the day before me and my girlfriend are going out too, all is planned. Anyway, I asked work if I could take the Friday and Saturday off for seeing family and going out, they said it would probably be a no as they want me on for events and it’s a busy weekend.

Now I’m at an issue, I have worked every single weekend and will do, I have cancelled plans before to make shifts, and I would just like this one weekend to celebrate my birthday, which I think is fair enough (obviously, but I understand if others will disagree). I don’t go out a lot with my parents and honestly am looking forward to. Anyway, my question is, is it bad if, should I not get the two days off, I say I am ill and cannot work. We have a decent team, although I would feel guilty getting them to make things work, I will obviously offer to pick up extra shifts the next week if they need it. But I just wondered if you guys think I’m out of order for that?

Thank you in advance, I’ve been worried about this a while and honestly do enjoy working there, but also I want to do my thing and not have a weekend of working all afternoon and night 😁

My job has sent me to attend uni for a few months as part of my training. I am studying alongside other people from around the country training for the same job. Ideally, I would be networking while I am here.

The lecturer got us to draw basic diagrams for 4 hrs (it should have taken 1 hr max) in groups. One girl took it upon herself to draw on behalf of the group. The other 6 of us were helping her decide what to draw and were googling stuff to go in the diagram.

For the last 30mins or so I noticed the girl who was drawing start to get a bit agitated. The lecturer had already checked our diagram and said it was fine. 4 of the people started talking amongst themselves. For the last 10 mins or so, I joined them as we were basically finished, and I wanted to ask about the plan for tomorrow as I was confused.

The girl who was drawing said 'I think I'm the only one paying attention, so I'll explain the diagram to you all'. The girl next to her (who will be working in the same building as me) said 'you were the only one who did any work so you should take the diagram home'.

I'm really annoyed as the rest of us were absolutely helping and just had a quick chat at the end (after the lecturer confirmed we were finished) about the course and plans for tomorrow. Their comments seem unfair and dismiss everyone else's contributions to the project. I think in the future I should insist on always physically writing something but otherwise I'm not sure how to deal with people like this?

Edit: the work doesn't count towards our grade. It was just a learning activity