icarus | (no subject)

wildernessguru is on his third straight week of work, 21 days without a day off.

You heard that right. He's had no weekends, no Saturdays, no Sundays off for three weeks while the yard is slammed.

They think they might get Memorial Day off.

I've taken over all the household stuff except the shopping. I'm getting really worried. He's so tired. When he gets home he barely has energy to eat. I'm going to shove a bowl of spagetti into his hands as soon as he's home so he can eat it on the way to the bed. He's just... a walking zombie. And they're putting in nine-hour days, too.

I mean, it's all at union wages and the overtime is a lot. This summer he'll probably have months off. But it doesn't matter. It's not worth it.

Can you believe that before unions life used to like this for everyone? Only with less money and 12-hour days?

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Unions saved my life. Seriously. I'm a "blue collar" (it is the same thing in the U.S?) and doing those crazy shifts, and if I didn't have the union to back me I'd die!

You don't feel it's worth it? I don't either. I'm planning on finding another job.

Union is definitely better than non-union, but the work is backbreaking all the same. Apparently this sudden high gear with no days off happens every year.

wildernessguru was looking forward to the overtime, but now? No. We shouldn't put our bodies through that.

Icarus