#066: Get a Job

[F.U.C.K. is an e-zine that I started on January 24, 1993 and ended on January 24, 2000. One concept is that articles should be timeless if possible, so they were not released with dates. As such, the date on this blog is not exact but I will try to use a date as close as possible.]

Have one? Want one? Need one? Is it the answer? Is it a real job? Looking for a better one? Any of that sound familiar to you?

Thing is, having a job doesn’t mean shit anymore. It no longer is a guarantee of money coming in. No longer does it mean you will be able to support yourself, let alone your family. No longer does it mean you can rely on company benefits to cover medical problems.

It used to be that if you had a job, and had been with a business or company for a year or so, you were pretty much set for life if you wished. No matter what, you would usually stay there provided you worked pretty hard and did pretty good. A while back there was no worry about a company laying people off because of lack of business. A few years in the company and some work above and beyond and you could usually get a promotion of some sort. Pay increases were more likely to happen, job benefits were greater etc.

These days though, it is much different. You can work for some business for a year, get no promotion, and little/no raise. You are nothing more than a number to your superiors, and nothing more than a statistic to corporate. You have to bust your ass to keep your job since so many unemployed people are out there. If you fuck up, you stand a good chance of loosing your job, or you will be talked into quitting, or maybe even harassed into leaving. Point is, unless you are management, your job isn’t worth shit.

BUT, these days, being a manager doesn’t mean shit. Just a few weeks ago, at the store I work at, our General Store manager was fired with basically less than a days warning. Five members of corporate level management came in, audited the store, looked over some other stuff, then proceeded to fire the GSM, and the RSM (Retail Sales Manager). These are the two biggest positions in the store. We have a total of 9 managers, 70+ employees. That shows you the responsibility of these two people. Despite that, both were gone, never to work for Tandy corporation again.

The reason why? Doesn’t much matter. Point is, both are gone and had no warning. Neither were told ‘You are fucking up, fix it’. Neither were warned ‘Hate to say this, but we have to let you go. You have a couple days to find other employment.’ Nothing. Now both are out of a job, both with families to worry about.

You may think ‘Bah. Both were just high school grads, nothing else going for them.’ Maybe so, but look at the options presented to college bound kids.

  1. College. Tens of thousands of dollars worth of debt. Graduation. CHANCE of getting a stable job. Good starting pay, but takes years to advance since most people working with you have at least the same level of education. Spend first 5-10 years of that good job paying back for college loans.
  2. Graduate High School. Work. Spend 20 years working up through the company, pretty much guaranteed a stable job and stable income, albeit lower than many other options. Eventually become a store manager. If you have a clue, possible move on into a district level position. District Manger etc.

These days, both have the potential to pay off. Neither of them have a good chance of success really unless you work your ass off in either one. You say why not work your ass off in college so you have a better job when you get out? Because working your ass off depends on your degree. For any degree that pays a good starting salary, you have to pay more for the college that offers those classes. So work your ass off, pay more, payback more.

No matter how you look at it, you are screwed it seems. So if your parents or teachers are giving you shit about going to college, think of the ups AND the downs. College isn’t a little yellow brick road like they lead you to believe.

And believe me, working for a corporation and being a # or statistic isn’t much fun either. Just weigh your options and go with what makes you happy. That is all that is important anymore and no one cares about it.

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