Friday, July 19, 2019
Four months
The shop is losing its allure. The work is incredibly boring, and I seem to be working in a vacuum. No one checks what I am doing. I count the tincture towers and edibles over and over. When I was hired, the owner told me I would be doing inventory and some training. He lied about this, and he lied about the union benefits he promised me when I was hired. So I have been freaking out about how sustainable this job is without benefits. I have a subsidized medical insurance policy, but I might end up making too much to be able to keep it. I feel screwed.
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