Please if your visiting this page, read the whole story, greed/equality and read before you post or jump to conclusions.
My first real Reddit/blog post, my brother said it was okay to post the story here
My brother and me are currently unemployed, we applied everywhere, and my friend told me these places don't often accept college students because they want you to give them 24/7 of your life. Well my mom said to us "The son of my friend is making money through an agency and all he does is pack gum into a box and haves fun doing it." That should have been my first hint that something was off.
The following week me and my brother went to this agency. This man defined greed why you ask? I shall explain later, all he said to us was "show up at 5:30 a.m" He didn't even looked at us.
The following day me and my brother showed up at around 5:30 a.m to the agency and I only had three hours of sleep and filled out an application... the man was doing nothing and he said to us "wait one minute"....We waited for half an hour and the fat baboon looked at us and said "you know that the job does not accept people in short pants" Me and my bro were like WTF, you made us wait an hour and a half to say that you fat cow?
My brother and I were like F*** it let's go get changed so we can start working today. It was suppose to be 95 today so that's why we wore shorts. We left and when we got back he said to us "You were too late the bus left like three minutes ago; but hey theirs another bus coming at 7:30." He did not even tell us what we were going to be doing... I remembered my mom's words about getting a job echoing through my head.....
At this point you are wondering why are you reading this?, but please continue to read it gets to the point
the bus got here at the agency it was 9 girls and 3 guys including me and my brother and some random dude. We did not care at first but we should have taken a hint that guys don't like this job.
We arrived at the factory, me and my brother were making immature jokes about what we were going to be doing. (imagination here).
The company we went too consisted of 80% females and me and my brother met this super hot clerk, who helped us get Ids for the company we were going to work for.
We worked for four hours of extreme hell, me and my brother started to sweat bullets lifting boxes that weight about 50-100 pounds each and we had to read them and assort them into a pallet. This blessed lady helped us with the work and the third dude who I mentioned earlier was in our group did almost nothing compared to me and my bro. My arms were in extreme pain but I persevered I tried helping my brother out because , I told him the first two hours to not lift anymore and just assort and leave it too me because I knew he cannot handle lifting anymore because I saw his face and I knew he was at his limit. My shirt was pure black from all the lifting dirty boxes with no gloves
here is the main point of this story
At lunch the same super nice lady asked us "Your in school?" we said yes and she asked
"What are you doing here, your getting paid the same as us ladies who are just walking around scanning boxes?"
My face was pure disbelief, she told us not to show up anymore because this company only uses men like mules ,well I could have figured that out at that point. Also that the agency we are going to gets paid by sending people to the worst jobs that no one else wants.
well that was "lunch"
We had a new job and that was to wrap 150-200 pallets in wrap or whatever you call it. At this point I told my bro to go to the bathroom every 30 minutes and fill your bottle with water and not to work as hard It felt like a fire was in the room and we were working right in between of it.
Well we finished between us three. Within 3 hour hours so we had an hour left the manager told us to do more pallets, I was like "F*** that i told my bro to hide and pretend your doing stuff for the last hour and it worked!
We punched out with our ids and promised to never work for the agency or for a factory for the rest of our lives, i rather be a bum honestly to go through that hell and knowing that we got paid the same as those ladies, how is that fair? We do more work to get paid the same, does anyone understand how me and my bro felt? That was one of the hugest slaps I have received in my life.
I forgot to mention something rather odd, the third guy who we were working for showed us his hands and said "This what happens to your hands when you work here for three weeks full of blisters and cuts.... he also strongly hated the job, he said that with a stupid A$$ smirk
I also saw this lady flirt with the manager for about 3 hours and did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.both of them
My bro picked us up and we told him what we went through and he bought us BK, at least something positive happened today.
please excuse for my poor grammar, I wasted all my energy to type this out, for now I am going to sleep
PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD OUT my misfortune can be a lesson .Sorry if I offended anyone here on the webs just telling my story....Just watch out for greedy fat bastards and being taken advantage of
TLDR: Guy hired us, he made more money by telling us to change our pants literately greedy bastard!!!, ladies getting paid the same doing almost nothing as us, went through hell for equal pay..
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