if you get one you need a non work coping mechanism to deal with the sureal pointlessness of everything you do. I reccomend the film head office for depicting that
Seriously, the money is good but Graeber accurately points out the psychic damage from keeping up the masquerade where you know your job is pointless but can't be sure your boss doesn't also know that.
"Well--well look. I already told you: I deal with the god damn customers so the engineers don't have to. I have people skills; I am good at dealing with people. Can't you understand that? What the hell is wrong with you people?"
I used to work at a place where there were as many "business analysts" as there were developers. The analysts' job was to talk to clients and produce paperwork that ensured strict contractual compliance between client needs and what developers built so the company could get paid without having to contest in court.
My work presented a project group that consisted of 1 dev, and 5 manager/analyst positions. Elsewhere there's teams that are like 12+ dev "agile" teams with 1 scrum master and 2 BAs who don't have time to do any more than hand whatever the customer asks for to the devs.
That kind of job sounds like a vacation compared to picking 350 items an hour at my job. I gotta climb ladders and squat as fast possible for 12 hours straight in one of Bezos' swampy warehouse while someone else gets to send a few emails a month? Sign me up lol
this is extremely true. as a bullshit job haver I can safely say that the ratio of money to work is excellent, but the psychic and spiritual damage inflicted by the pointlessness of my job - and especially by my coworkers' and bosses' insistence that our jobs aren't pointless - is extremely bad for my mental health. to the point where I'm going to leave America to teach English ASAP to get away from the situation
if you get one you need a non work coping mechanism to deal with the sureal pointlessness of everything you do. I reccomend the film head office for depicting that
Seriously, the money is good but Graeber accurately points out the psychic damage from keeping up the masquerade where you know your job is pointless but can't be sure your boss doesn't also know that.
"Well--well look. I already told you: I deal with the god damn customers so the engineers don't have to. I have people skills; I am good at dealing with people. Can't you understand that? What the hell is wrong with you people?"
I used to work at a place where there were as many "business analysts" as there were developers. The analysts' job was to talk to clients and produce paperwork that ensured strict contractual compliance between client needs and what developers built so the company could get paid without having to contest in court.
My work presented a project group that consisted of 1 dev, and 5 manager/analyst positions. Elsewhere there's teams that are like 12+ dev "agile" teams with 1 scrum master and 2 BAs who don't have time to do any more than hand whatever the customer asks for to the devs.
ironically that guys job is actually important he just couldn't explain it while flustered
Compared to the psychological trauma of a real job, I'm sure it's manageable.
That kind of job sounds like a vacation compared to picking 350 items an hour at my job. I gotta climb ladders and squat as fast possible for 12 hours straight in one of Bezos' swampy warehouse while someone else gets to send a few emails a month? Sign me up lol
Anyone who complains about having an e-mail job has clearly never top-stocked a water heater.
this is extremely true. as a bullshit job haver I can safely say that the ratio of money to work is excellent, but the psychic and spiritual damage inflicted by the pointlessness of my job - and especially by my coworkers' and bosses' insistence that our jobs aren't pointless - is extremely bad for my mental health. to the point where I'm going to leave America to teach English ASAP to get away from the situation
Death to America