So, I've worked at my current job for around three years. I had a really good crew when I first started, and one by one, they all fell off for various reasons. My favorite coworker went and got a job at my old job (same field) and I got stuck picking up the pieces.

There are two owners. A husband and wife. They have been spending a lot of time out of state essentially on vacation and ignoring the shop. Also, my current batch of coworkers are not a good team. They're not helpful and just don't have their head in the game. I wouldn't care so much except it all falls to me to pick up the pieces when they don't pitch in.

Anyway, I took a meeting with the old place I worked at, and got a good offer. Plus, my favorite coworker from the current job works there, and I'm excited to get the dream team back together.

Why do I feel so bad about leaving? The bosses have been completely unavailable and I get no support anywhere. Hours are going down to zero and I can't afford to live.

I haven't exactly been vocal about my problems, because I've been trying to act like a leader and rally the troops

I guess I'm just looking for kind words of encouragement from internet strangers.

  • Catradora_Stalinism [she/her, comrade/them]
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    1 year ago

    Well, we all feel an obligation to help, but you help the most where you are happy. If that makes any sense. Those owners are giving you nothing, and ignoring you and the shop you basically run but for some reason don't own.

    either form a union (unlikely if the new guys suck that much) or go to the other job that is wayyyy better for you

    • NewLeaf
      hexagon
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      1 year ago

      I thought about the union angle when we had a good crew, but it's such a small operation, it would be hard to get people to stick to their guns. A couple of my employees or whatever you want to call them are a bit selfish. I don't mean that in a way that I care they're giving the company their all, but they have no solidarity. It's all about how much they can sit around on their phones and smoke weed in the alley. I would care a lot less if it wasn't production work that ends up all falling on me