Quaint rhyme from better times. Boss is making $34 for my dime today.
"Boss makes a 20, I make a buck. Now I smoke crack in the company truck"
Boss makes a dollar, I make a dime,
that was a poem from a simpler time.
Boss makes a dollar, we don't make jack,
that's why we fight to take the means back!
Boss makes a million, I make a buck That’s why we steal the catalytic converter off the company truck
i love WFH because i can wake up feeling like shit and log on immediately to start the clock instead of waking up on my own time and giving my peak hours to the capitalists
No commute though so at least you're not crying in the car while stuck in traffic.
Do you really win if capitalism dictates when you should feel / cry?
But they don't dictate it. They win if you cry only when it doesn't affect them
They do. The capitalistic grind makes you think it's more worthwhile to cry while making money, rather than cry when you needed to.
I'm more courageous with with food I'm not sure is expired on monday-wednesday "fuck it I have sick leave"
jesus christ, just start a union. unionized companies habe so much better wages. at least where i live.
And have higher standards.
Don't spend money on what you can get for free if you can avoid it.
Crazy seeing people complain about not having enough money while wasting their paychecks on digital entertainment they could be getting for free.
It all adds up.
My brain does not allow me to schedule convenient sad times
Don't waste your sick days being sick. They're for going to the beach
Yes! Don't let the capitalist win!
I work weekends so I'll be sad if I want to. My Mondays are pretty chill. All you people who do a single damn thing on the weekend that requires anyone at all to work can shut the hell up about it too.
