I used to work at a slop factory for 9 months. Around there, I was filled with an abundance of normfags and bitch foids (who were teens). In my 9 months of working there, I didn't make a single friend. It was just genuine bullshit.
My first day, everyone dapped me up and introduced themselves to me, so the little shimmer of bluepilled cope in me thought
"Wow! maybe I can finally experience 1% of a normie life
"
WRONG
After that, it was all fucking downhill. My first shift, I was learning how to do shit for the first time, and when I couldn't do something correctly (how to wrap burgers), I had the retarded, empathy-deprived fucking whore foids laughing at me. What is wrong with their retarded fucking head?? I'm clearly new, and when I don't have the experience of a veteran they act like I'm a retard who escaped from the sped classes. But I just know if I were Chad, it'd be "haha, silly Chad, let me teach you how to wrap burgers, would you also like a pay raise and blowjob along with that too?? actually, that's not an offer, LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK CHAD PLZZZ"
FUCK
and then of course my coworkers excluded me from everything. I tried my best to act NT and fit in, but because of my manlet height (5'7), of course I wasn't at eye level with these fucking NT Tyrones. I would walk in, try to join a conversation, try to spew a few words and it'd be like "yeah yeah... anyway" and I was out. All this for 9 fucking months not a single friend made. I'd clock in, make food, then I'd be out bored and hating that shit job for all. I only kept the job for 9 months anyway because I had to help my parents stabilise with cash.
The managers also either hated me or were neutral, not one with a positive opinion. One manger who was a make-up-frauded LTB "AYY-BEEE-GEEE" whore hated me especially. She would make me work like I was a slave (when in reality it should be the niggers working hard, but they were NT Rones so ofc not) making me do arbitrary monotonous task which didn't even have any relevance to producing goy, but just out of spite. She also was responsible for shifts and gave me 5 hours a week when I told her clearly my parents were struggling and I needed work hours despite me hating every single second of it.
In conclusion: Fuck working, LDAR is life.
My first day, everyone dapped me up and introduced themselves to me, so the little shimmer of bluepilled cope in me thought
"Wow! maybe I can finally experience 1% of a normie life
"WRONG
After that, it was all fucking downhill. My first shift, I was learning how to do shit for the first time, and when I couldn't do something correctly (how to wrap burgers), I had the retarded, empathy-deprived fucking whore foids laughing at me. What is wrong with their retarded fucking head?? I'm clearly new, and when I don't have the experience of a veteran they act like I'm a retard who escaped from the sped classes. But I just know if I were Chad, it'd be "haha, silly Chad, let me teach you how to wrap burgers, would you also like a pay raise and blowjob along with that too?? actually, that's not an offer, LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK CHAD PLZZZ"
FUCK
and then of course my coworkers excluded me from everything. I tried my best to act NT and fit in, but because of my manlet height (5'7), of course I wasn't at eye level with these fucking NT Tyrones. I would walk in, try to join a conversation, try to spew a few words and it'd be like "yeah yeah... anyway" and I was out. All this for 9 fucking months not a single friend made. I'd clock in, make food, then I'd be out bored and hating that shit job for all. I only kept the job for 9 months anyway because I had to help my parents stabilise with cash.
The managers also either hated me or were neutral, not one with a positive opinion. One manger who was a make-up-frauded LTB "AYY-BEEE-GEEE" whore hated me especially. She would make me work like I was a slave (when in reality it should be the niggers working hard, but they were NT Rones so ofc not) making me do arbitrary monotonous task which didn't even have any relevance to producing goy, but just out of spite. She also was responsible for shifts and gave me 5 hours a week when I told her clearly my parents were struggling and I needed work hours despite me hating every single second of it.
In conclusion: Fuck working, LDAR is life.
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