I’m applying to jobs constantly, filling out applications like a machine, tailoring each individual submission to the company I’m looking at. I’m getting jobs that just don’t say shit, no response, so I follow up and then they suddenly act like they give a shit or they just outright tell me the position is no longer available. I call these places, and I don’t get an answer. I email them, and I don’t get an answer. This is often leaving me to have to go there in person, only for them to tell me “lolno”, and what the fuck is decent about that?
Listen, I understand company managers can be “busy”, but is there any shred of decency in you that can make you hold the empathetic viewpoint that maybe people applying for jobs are looking around for jobs constantly? We don’t have the time to hunt you down to get a definitive answer. It’s no pain to shoot an email or a text and just ring my phone to spare me from some bullshit.
This emotionally daunting process is the worst. It’s only made even more horrendous by the fact that I’m trans and need to filter out and avoid jobs that are going to disregard any respect for queer people.
Don’t even get me started on jobs that lie on their postings, either by omission or outright. I see this place telling me “This is a full-time position!” when they actually put this shit up, and right before an interview, they email me to clarify that it somehow is explicitly part-time now. This is so fucking insane. Some things like that are literally fucking dealbreakers for me. I don’t have the best transportation in the world to be led into the assumption that I can work two separate part-time jobs as easily as some other people could. And obviously, those fuckers that completely omit payment information are the worst.
Every candidate in this shitty capitalist system wants to work to make a living and not give a shit about more than they have to. This stress I’m facing while being unemployed is ultimately worse than any shortcoming I could have that makes these employers not want to consider me.
All I’d really have to say to them is that they have to fucking treat me with basic human decency, respect, and give me access to wages and hours I can keep myself alive with because I’m in a bad spot enough as is. Even if I were in a stable job, I got a ton of other things to work out. Employment is, by no means, a panacea for all I’m going through, but it’ll help me get on a path to work towards alleviating pain and distress in other areas.
These companies are merely conveying to me that this system needs to be burned to the ground if bosses are too greedy and disrespectful for the sake of their profits, with them absolutely throwing so many people under the bus when those people can perform the functions of these jobs just as well as any other.
I can’t with how picky these motherfuckers are.
If that’s the case, then it just makes the death of third places all the more depressing. Like, I could walk into a pub with the idea of it being more open for me to talk to strangers and get a job that way.
New bit: Some of us take one for the team and try to become porkies of our own, but we offer our pitch to investors to recreate third places as “Linkedin but in real life”, and to “innovate” we just combine two different third places. Barber Shop/Arcade combo, or a gym and bowling alley (bring back bowling cowards! It’s the peoples’ golf!)
I had a daydream of running a laundromat pizza shop record shop performing space. Like, you can go in, drop off your laundry, grab a slice, and see a band play. It would be super cool except I don’t actually want to run a business.
To your point, the lack of third places definitely stinks. I made a couple friends through Meetup pre-pandemic, and there’s a couple board game shops in the city that are just open for hanging out, but it’s rare.
Mine was some sort of cafe/cinema/EV charging station pre-radicalization. Now, I’m interested in civil engineering high speed rail stops as some kind of mini-hub. Something like the Paris metro stations but outside.