It was never about the sofa
So last year, after 2 years of unemployment, I finally got a job. Not just any job, my first office job. I quickly learned that office jobs come with two things: a slightly higher pay, an absurd amount of stress. ABOUT MY JOB My job consists of making work orders. If I make even one tiny imperfect human mistake, it affects other people and possibly earns me a write up. I've already received one write up for double printing an order. Was it my fault? Yes. Did anyone check that there were 2 same Work orders down the line? No. Did I get a write up? Of course. For a stupid mistake as simple as clicking "print" on the same order twice for whatever reason. This, just to tell you, that reason could have been anything. I could have forgotten to place a checkmark that it was printed. I could have confused the number for another number. I could have missed recording it across another spreadsheet. The point it, this is the type of stupid ass job th...
