It's the times. You need to speak to someone...and who do you speak to? Your doodad. That's what's pathetic. It's literally like speaking to an imaginary friend.
And a thought occurs to me about "young ones." What is this guy's age? If he is, say, 15 years old or so, it could line up: only child, brilliant kid, physically and emotionally immature. I had a classmate in junior high school who transitioned to college at the age of 15. But he was much better put together.
This kid looks like they typical barely male, 20 something- most states will not let under 18 work more than a certain amount of hours per week/shift
But for fucks sake! He's whining about working 8 HOURS- this is what REALITY is bub...
8 hours of mucking stalls is not the same, psychologically, as 8 hours dealing with a mob of demanding and abusive customers. I never did that and I never would have wanted to. Just because something is tolerable to some people doesn't mean it is tolerable for others. Have you been a barista? I have mucked stalls. He barely has a beard. I had more than that when I was 20. He was working a half-time job.
Honestly, this kid couldn't handle either...I bartended thru college- I get it, days you want to cry, but it's good money- I would start to break down AFTER hour 11 slinging drinks, with one 15min break- and that was AFTER a full day of college courses...so I have ZERO sympathy for this baby. He hates his job so much? GO FIND A DIFFERENT ONE! Don't show the internet what a cunt you are!!
Not everybody is cutout for service industry-- it is DIFFICULT, and that is why it pays well
If I worked with a cry-ass like this, I would find a new job, because that bag of shit is losing tips for all of his coworkers too. You can go be a stocker at a grocery store or learn to code or something-
Exactly. That was my recommendation also. But it is a sad state of affairs when the only one he can go to for venting is an inert object. That's a larger social problem. Or personal psychological problem. Or both.
It's the times. You need to speak to someone...and who do you speak to? Your doodad. That's what's pathetic. It's literally like speaking to an imaginary friend.
And a thought occurs to me about "young ones." What is this guy's age? If he is, say, 15 years old or so, it could line up: only child, brilliant kid, physically and emotionally immature. I had a classmate in junior high school who transitioned to college at the age of 15. But he was much better put together.
This kid looks like they typical barely male, 20 something- most states will not let under 18 work more than a certain amount of hours per week/shift But for fucks sake! He's whining about working 8 HOURS- this is what REALITY is bub...
8 hours of mucking stalls is not the same, psychologically, as 8 hours dealing with a mob of demanding and abusive customers. I never did that and I never would have wanted to. Just because something is tolerable to some people doesn't mean it is tolerable for others. Have you been a barista? I have mucked stalls. He barely has a beard. I had more than that when I was 20. He was working a half-time job.
Honestly, this kid couldn't handle either...I bartended thru college- I get it, days you want to cry, but it's good money- I would start to break down AFTER hour 11 slinging drinks, with one 15min break- and that was AFTER a full day of college courses...so I have ZERO sympathy for this baby. He hates his job so much? GO FIND A DIFFERENT ONE! Don't show the internet what a cunt you are!! Not everybody is cutout for service industry-- it is DIFFICULT, and that is why it pays well If I worked with a cry-ass like this, I would find a new job, because that bag of shit is losing tips for all of his coworkers too. You can go be a stocker at a grocery store or learn to code or something-
Exactly. That was my recommendation also. But it is a sad state of affairs when the only one he can go to for venting is an inert object. That's a larger social problem. Or personal psychological problem. Or both.