I’m so annoyed with my coworkers- sometimes I feel like I’m on the edge of burnout. Other times I wonder if maybe I’m just surrounded by nitpicky, bossy, lazy individuals day in and day out, and that this is a normal reaction that anyone would have. Or am I becoming jaded, and that’s why my general positivity and happiness with my outside-of-work life is no longer enough to keep me sane?

The main issue that’s driving me absolutely bonkers is the fact that I am really the only person who works their full 40 hours and then some. It feels like all of the people in my department are constantly finding reasons to get out of work- they treat it like it’s optional. But it’s not optional for me. If I don’t work, I don’t have money, and then I can’t afford rent, groceries, bills, insurance, etc., like most adults. I don’t just have supportive parents who can cover a month’s rent if things get hairy.

One of my coworkers is a good friend whom I adore, but I just don’t understand how they can weasel their way out of work 75% of the time and 1. continue to have a job and 2. afford to live. I’m out here busting my ass, working full time and in school full time, and can barely afford to exist, yet this person works maybe 30 hours a week on average (they are SUPPOSED to work 40). It’s always coming in late, leaving early, leaving in the middle of the day, taking a long lunch, calling in sick, and it’s rarely ever for a good reason. Not wanting to miss a dinner is not a reason to leave work 2 hours early! You’re an adult with a set schedule- plan around it.

The other coworkers who do the same thing are newer. It is wild and beyond aggravating to me that they missed so, so many days in their first 3 months and still have a job. I’ve been here two years and have called out sick twice, and I was very ill both times. Otherwise, I work. I don’t come in late because I don’t feel good, I don’t leave early because something happened to my 3rd cousin who lives states away. There’s just no point, and work is more important.

The worst is when they complain about not having money. Am I supposed to feel bad?

And then there are the coworkers who do show up, and who are there, but who order other people around instead of having to lift a single finger. People who have no authority or seniority over the others, too.

I could go on and on. I must stop and this negativity spiral, but some days I feel like I’m just gonna explode. How fucking hard is it to come to work and be a decent person?

I’m so annoyed with my coworkers- sometimes I feel like I’m on the edge of burnout. Other times I wonder if maybe I’m just surrounded by nitpicky, bossy, lazy individuals day in and day out, and that this is a normal reaction that anyone would have. Or am I becoming jaded, and that’s why my general positivity and happiness with my outside-of-work life is no longer enough to keep me sane?

The main issue that’s driving me absolutely bonkers is the fact that I am really the only person who works their full 40 hours and then some. It feels like all of the people in my department are constantly finding reasons to get out of work- they treat it like it’s optional. But it’s not optional for me. If I don’t work, I don’t have money, and then I can’t afford rent, groceries, bills, insurance, etc., like most adults. I don’t just have supportive parents who can cover a month’s rent if things get hairy.

One of my coworkers is a good friend whom I adore, but I just don’t understand how they can weasel their way out of work 75% of the time and 1. continue to have a job and 2. afford to live. I’m out here busting my ass, working full time and in school full time, and can barely afford to exist, yet this person works maybe 30 hours a week on average (they are SUPPOSED to work 40). It’s always coming in late, leaving early, leaving in the middle of the day, taking a long lunch, calling in sick, and it’s rarely ever for a good reason. Not wanting to miss a dinner is not a reason to leave work 2 hours early! You’re an adult with a set schedule- plan around it.

The other coworkers who do the same thing are newer. It is wild and beyond aggravating to me that they missed so, so many days in their first 3 months and still have a job. I’ve been here two years and have called out sick twice, and I was very ill both times. Otherwise, I work. I don’t come in late because I don’t feel good, I don’t leave early because something happened to my 3rd cousin who lives states away. There’s just no point, and work is more important.

The worst is when they complain about not having money. Am I supposed to feel bad?

And then there are the coworkers who do show up, and who are there, but who order other people around instead of having to lift a single finger. People who have no authority or seniority over the others, too.

I could go on and on. I must stop and this negativity spiral, but some days I feel like I’m just gonna explode. How fucking hard is it to come to work and be a decent person?

I’m so annoyed with my coworkers- sometimes I feel like I’m on the edge of burnout. Other times I wonder if maybe I’m just surrounded by nitpicky, bossy, lazy individuals day in and day out, and that this is a normal reaction that anyone would have. Or am I becoming jaded, and that’s why my general positivity and happiness with my outside-of-work life is no longer enough to keep me sane?

The main issue that’s driving me absolutely bonkers is the fact that I am really the only person who works their full 40 hours and then some. It feels like all of the people in my department are constantly finding reasons to get out of work- they treat it like it’s optional. But it’s not optional for me. If I don’t work, I don’t have money, and then I can’t afford rent, groceries, bills, insurance, etc., like most adults. I don’t just have supportive parents who can cover a month’s rent if things get hairy.

One of my coworkers is a good friend whom I adore, but I just don’t understand how they can weasel their way out of work 75% of the time and 1. continue to have a job and 2. afford to live. I’m out here busting my ass, working full time and in school full time, and can barely afford to exist, yet this person works maybe 30 hours a week on average (they are SUPPOSED to work 40). It’s always coming in late, leaving early, leaving in the middle of the day, taking a long lunch, calling in sick, and it’s rarely ever for a good reason. Not wanting to miss a dinner is not a reason to leave work 2 hours early! You’re an adult with a set schedule- plan around it.

The other coworkers who do the same thing are newer. It is wild and beyond aggravating to me that they missed so, so many days in their first 3 months and still have a job. I’ve been here two years and have called out sick twice, and I was very ill both times. Otherwise, I work. I don’t come in late because I don’t feel good, I don’t leave early because something happened to my 3rd cousin who lives states away. There’s just no point, and work is more important.

The worst is when they complain about not having money. Am I supposed to feel bad?

And then there are the coworkers who do show up, and who are there, but who order other people around instead of having to lift a single finger. People who have no authority or seniority over the others, too.

I could go on and on. I must stop and this negativity spiral, but some days I feel like I’m just gonna explode. How fucking hard is it to come to work and be a decent person?