I quit my job today.....
Sad but true, i needed the income but had been getting harassed by the dickhead supervisors there.
I joined the mussel factory as a shucker (opening mussels) but I wasnt fast enough so went to the packing room as a cleaner. (ALL the shuckers there are Filipino's.) The douche bag who I was teamed up with complained about me behind my back saying I 'wasn't pulling my weight' which is utter bull$hit. So the manager made me do other stuff and i was never a cleaner again.
Maybe its because the work place has about 3 white people there, me being one of them, the rest either Filipino, Samoan or Maori.
I got a performance review the other week and the manager brought me in the office to basically read it out to me:
"Lonnie is slow at this, Lonnie is shit at that, Lonnie doesn't work fast enough blah blah"
Since then I got nothing but hassle from the supervisors in there picking on me for the most petty thing. (I'm 26 for f*** sake, I will go to the toilet when I please, unless they want me to urinate on the factory floor.) Today, this 19 year old 'team leader' would not get off my back no matter how hard I tried to please the little pr***. I have had weeks of this and I couldn't take any more and walked out in a fit of rage.
I went to the office to tell the main boss, and she couldn't of given 2 shits and said lots of people said I sucked at the job. "Who' these cretins were I will never know.
I realized the whole place was full of inbred motherf****** where you have so and so's sister boning so and so's cousin and they are all one big inbred family there, and I seem to of been the great outcast outsider. Lon John Silveeeer awaaaaaaay!!! LOL.
Its funny tho, the double standards in that place. 2 people directly related to the shuck room supervisor just walk about all day doing NOTHING. I know this because I've seen it with my own eyes and heard it from other people. I see other workers going at the exact same pace as me.
Also I saw the packroom supervisor secretly telling her mates at break time about the over time available that day and giving them priority. Pathetic.
Now I WAS a bit slow at times (I have a heart condition) but not consistently and i got the job done, but i felt targeted there, big time.
I know I worked adequately for 98% of the time and I saw plenty of other workers slacking off all the time, but because they are bum chums with the supervisors they do what they like.
Now i have to leave New Zealand because my visa was based with the job. I could not stay at that hell hole any longer or i would of done something stupid.
I will be leaving my son who is nearly 3 behind with his mother (we are not together but best of freinds).
My main rant here is double standards at work, lies, backstabbing and the rest. its bull$hit. I should talk to my union rep about it even tho ive just joined the union...but...oh well.
I am better than that place. I need to find a job where I can actually use my brain and not have to associate or even have to look at the dregs of society who I wouldn't pi$$ on if they were on fire.
Ho-ray for employment. not.
I joined the mussel factory as a shucker (opening mussels) but I wasnt fast enough so went to the packing room as a cleaner. (ALL the shuckers there are Filipino's.) The douche bag who I was teamed up with complained about me behind my back saying I 'wasn't pulling my weight' which is utter bull$hit. So the manager made me do other stuff and i was never a cleaner again.
Maybe its because the work place has about 3 white people there, me being one of them, the rest either Filipino, Samoan or Maori.
I got a performance review the other week and the manager brought me in the office to basically read it out to me:
"Lonnie is slow at this, Lonnie is shit at that, Lonnie doesn't work fast enough blah blah"
Since then I got nothing but hassle from the supervisors in there picking on me for the most petty thing. (I'm 26 for f*** sake, I will go to the toilet when I please, unless they want me to urinate on the factory floor.) Today, this 19 year old 'team leader' would not get off my back no matter how hard I tried to please the little pr***. I have had weeks of this and I couldn't take any more and walked out in a fit of rage.
I went to the office to tell the main boss, and she couldn't of given 2 shits and said lots of people said I sucked at the job. "Who' these cretins were I will never know.
I realized the whole place was full of inbred motherf****** where you have so and so's sister boning so and so's cousin and they are all one big inbred family there, and I seem to of been the great outcast outsider. Lon John Silveeeer awaaaaaaay!!! LOL.
Its funny tho, the double standards in that place. 2 people directly related to the shuck room supervisor just walk about all day doing NOTHING. I know this because I've seen it with my own eyes and heard it from other people. I see other workers going at the exact same pace as me.
Also I saw the packroom supervisor secretly telling her mates at break time about the over time available that day and giving them priority. Pathetic.
Now I WAS a bit slow at times (I have a heart condition) but not consistently and i got the job done, but i felt targeted there, big time.
I know I worked adequately for 98% of the time and I saw plenty of other workers slacking off all the time, but because they are bum chums with the supervisors they do what they like.
Now i have to leave New Zealand because my visa was based with the job. I could not stay at that hell hole any longer or i would of done something stupid.
I will be leaving my son who is nearly 3 behind with his mother (we are not together but best of freinds).
My main rant here is double standards at work, lies, backstabbing and the rest. its bull$hit. I should talk to my union rep about it even tho ive just joined the union...but...oh well.
I am better than that place. I need to find a job where I can actually use my brain and not have to associate or even have to look at the dregs of society who I wouldn't pi$$ on if they were on fire.
Ho-ray for employment. not.
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But at least you were brave enough to quit though. Not many people would do that.
I feel kind of bad that I complain about my work on checkouts at Tesco, (Its a dull job, and the people there suck, but its nothing compared to that).
Meaning?
Ahhh good old Tesco my first eveeeeeeeeeeeeeer job when I left school lol.
I worked at Tesco again years later and uuughhh....customer service is not for me!
On second read I guess you can take it two ways. First, I suppose it can be taken as, this will pan out somehow.
But I think I primarily meant to mean, you pay your union dues for a reason :P Take advantage of them.
I actually felt good to be out of that oppressive factory of doom. I had a beaming smile on my face as I walked away thinking hell yeh see ya losers LOL.
My talent and passion lays in music (i'm a singer and drummer, metal) and film making.
4 years I've been in NZ and nothing happens here. It will be good to see my mates again in UK and go to Wales or something on a camping trip and climb Snowdon half drunk like we used to and have a laugh.
You've earned this experience, you are this experience, note, take lesson, and mature and move on.
There's a bit of doodo philosophy for you.
I thought doodo philosophy was based on questions, not conclusions, but what the hell
Well, good for you, though, mate. Sorry for the hell you had to go through. Good luck on the job market, now.
Every once in a while it feels to live on the wild side, try that can of mystery beans, and just let a big one go at the climax (conclusion) of it all...
...climax...:o
Nihilism? I never said I was a nihilist. And what's wrong with questions?
I'm hungry...
Cheers mate. hopefully I will get a job soonish when I get back to UK. My Barclays card has been out of date since 2008 lol.
Even Gandalf would of raged after a while being at that hole, trust me, so would you have.
And so the power to be who you are to a degree is discovered, the choices we make, the chances we take, the decisions me make for our selves.
You, sir, are one of the all-around wisest, most legitimately sincere people I've ever met, online or otherwise.