I might work somewhere where even the instruction booklet tells us about the importance of ‘impulse buys’ and that sells overpriced junk that no one really needs, but sometimes a tiny child will ask to play a game (one of those ones where everyone wins a prize) and be so excited by what he wins that it makes me smile and I don’t hate the place quite as much as usual.
Fuck My Job
Do you hate your job as much as I do?
This is a collection of anonymous stories of how shitty our jobs are.
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