sociology

and the most american, exceptionalist IQ type way I know

how to, I have decided to talk about myself for

this final project as regards to my place in society

at a time when I had very little input nor

motivation to get out of the situation, I was there,

I don't want to say.

At one point I felt like I had it all,

but I approached life like I did for a while

based on the resources I had to allow me to

stay in my comfort zone.

My family in particular, my mother, I was very reliant

on and through that I developed much Customer service experience,

three jobs and I would always have at least one

job. As I ventured my way through school, I also

noticed as job opportunities became very, very few and far

between. As I found myself in a pickle trying to

get through school, I found out taking restaurant jobs, trying

to work as hard as possible, just equal to one

more thing for me to do.

At the end of the night after I lost my

mom, my family became to take note of my inability

to keep up in life.

Both how reliant I was on her and how life

tended not to wait up on you to grieve.

And I was you think reliance on her was a

crucial point in my life and I had to essentially

relearn everything.

My childhood of running aimlessly through this house as it

was being built suddenly became a point of emphasis for

my family to let me know where I was going

wrong and how I can get past it.

In the meantime, they moved on and an economy was

set up for them to thrive by changing.

And a house that we lived through became four times

as valuable and it was a good way to get

through. They're instances of grievance and another way for me

to add to my depression, that I was already going

through a sense of blame.

The victim had established myself after the loss of my

mom, that I was becoming more Used to two things.

The anxiety and depression had a tendency to dominate my

ability to make rational decisions and I thought alcohol could

alleviate that.

Once I had established that I needed to get out

of the environment of restaurants in order to best suit

myself up to get back in and finish school, I

noticed that even the right mindset wasn't good enough.

Sometimes I had had a career at Cook's pest control,

trying to do sales by convincing people through paranoia that

they need to get our service and I found that

to be unfortunate, and it was not a way for

me to sell that because I felt bad and I

would continually get punished for that.

And after going through school I had a speeding ticket

led to my last day cooks pest control suddenly and

I found myself meeting a job and unable to cope

with how work I think has not equated to my

success. My family told me I needed to go to

rehab or mental clinic at this point or at least

at the very least join the military because I was

out of options.

And essentially they were embarrassed of me being in the

situation. I was had an ex girlfriend.

I saw signs this place called Resource MFG and was

therefore determined that there in accordance to her was there

is no reason that I should be able to not

get a job and make a decent living.

So at this point I felt like I mm Oh

this at least with my dog in tow and I

needed a place to live because of the ramifications of

losing a job.

I took her advice and entered the labour market game.

But when they call temp agencies after a simple drug

test, I was on my way to success with a

job that was ready to employ me as soon as

that day.

I was pretty excited.

Even though I was staying at extended stay, I was

able to get a weekend to where I could develop

or practice the skills in order to get to the

next step is a sensibly individualized competition which is stated

in writing Rogers.

This became a sense of a game.

As far as, as the more people they have in

this temp agency, the more people they have as resources

to fill the needs that make every society happy.

I immediately googled the place and to try to understand

everything I could and make a good impression.

The first thing I noticed while they said it was

$12 an hour as I approached, ended up being 10:35

according to my paycheck.

But at that point I was grateful for the opportunity.

I had also heard that you can receive a consistency

bonus if you meet quota And by picking efficiently enough

you can make $2 more an hour.

That was my motivation.

This place, house hasn't.

I was assigned to As a company that actually had

an interesting background was formed in 1906 and had a

very interesting rise to prominence during robber barons and rebels

era. Get as much as possible even if it's displacing

everybody else and nation.

It became the nation's largest independent wholesale hardware manufacturer, which

is very high regard to say the least.

Unfortunately, a lot of reasons we had to let the

amazing accolades were harsh business practices, including seizure of all

hardware stores inventory if they fail to live up to

their end of the bargain financially, it house housing was

a, a prime real estate spot.

If you can say in a nation that was vastly

reliant on railroads and transportation, this place was such as

a different avenues.

Transport could take it in order to get to the

stores wherever need be in order to get the products

they need at the best price.

The railroad was able to meet a lot of demands.

But the raw also considered Bushman who took railroads to

a certain point.

And then at that point I had to hire a

horse to take them the rest of their journey in

order to sell or get set up whatever financial opportunity

to have.

Once I got involved into the work of the place,

I was stuck on a set of guidelines in order

to meet social conditions that have become my life.

My boss that I was assigned to you at this

point was fired the first week I started and after

that no one had stepped up and said that they

were to assign guide me from there.

So I, in a sense, was already lost in the

society or at least the workplace.

I taught myself how to do the job than most

efficiently. I knew how to not only to not let

down the underappreciated people working around me that I became

friends with, but because if I continue failing everything, then

there is no point in me being here.

At this point, social conditions of my life at this

point became embarrassing enough for me, but I lived in

these times hiding in my hotel room at the Super

eight for as long as possible or because I have

£100 dog, I would try to find a part as

far away from everything as possible in order to let

him get his energy out.

And so we get some sort of semblance of a

good life to a dog that I unfortunately at this

point I feel like I shouldn't have brought into this

situation, but selfishly enough, he became approach that I absolutely

needed to get through how I got through these times.

As I continue to get used to my job, I

became a notice how disconnected it was from how it

is perceived by its investors.

I would see people walk through the outskirts of it

and notice that is a good functioning warehouse.

But when you actually look at it, it had various

products that should be required for a lot of health

guidelines around it that are admit not, not really looked

upon us a big deal to stay in touch with.

But because of these markets were once privatised companies like

OSHA, They really didn't have to fully enforce everything as

long as they people know that they were there.

At one we had a large inventory of rat poison

chemicals that sit in the warehouse waiting for the effects

of those substances to be played out.

However they are approached, Take that into extreme terms.

We had a hawk living on one of the pallets

at one feeding on the reds that Rome, trying to

get these poisons that are debating in a minute.

Problem was I could not call animal control because we

would have been immediately shut down And I would have

been able unable to have a job in time to

be able to keep up with my weekly hotel payments.

Quick equated to probably $40 more.

Then I made a week at the warehouse.

The utilities we were given to clean.

Our departments had had to be defect products essentially because

no money was assigned to our departments for improvement.

So products that were misused or broken during picking were

the ones we were assigned to the clean because funds

weren't there, you are to make best use of whatever

working equipment you have because at that point nobody really

cares. You have a problem with it.

Then you can be replaced tomorrow by somebody at resource

MfG willing to work.

This fluidity became an instant problem for many people as

the pressure of doing the right thing and keeping up

with the goals, um, surplus value that and as much

as possible that these businesses have in mind.

After establishing better and better word practices, I noticed that

technology wasn't always saying what best case scenario was for

me. We have been updated, it hadn't been updated in

a very long time and it was solely responsible for

our performance and therefore our job security, the state of

these electronics and the fact that a lot of times

they weren't working.

It was a very neo liberal approach that baffled me

as I continually heard advances in technology everywhere else.

After establishing best routine, I knew how to and doing

the things I felt where right in order to get

to the steps in order to get the bonus, get

out of the job, get to the next one to

get back into school and finish.

I found myself as more.

I worked the quote, a bonus, the the goals that

you say you can get prizes for non existent.

I found out that nobody ever gets the bonus, The

hardest working people in there, haven't got any years.

And if you went up to management and asked about

it, the details into that matter or an e mails

between companies, therefore you're not able to see them blah,

blah, blah, whatever they can come up with.

I got very irritated at this because I found myself

efficiently given this company very, very, very substantial value at

the rate that where they see me as somebody that

can be replaced tomorrow.

And I'm doing all of this while working as late

as possible with £100 dog.

In a hotel room frustration was an understatement.

I began spending my time away from work trying to

accumulate money any way possible to get out of the

quicksand that I found myself in.

If I was able to have an evening free from

work, I would be trying to use that time as

wisely as possible.

But that said, I was also found myself spending nights

like completely alone with my dog and my thoughts because

everyone in my life that had saw me or viewed

my situation, I saw it in a way to where

I must be doing the wrong thing or just not

worth their time.

Thank you.

I had several friends mentioned a place called People Ready,

which at the time of hearing I was excited for

another opportunity.

He said that you could get a job work that

night, get paid that day, be on your way to

paying off bills, blah, blah blah.

I took several wasted trips of much needed gas money

to inquire on this place that was right downtown and

apparently available for jobs.

Nobody was ever able to help.

I was able to work as soon as then and

they were never able to get my paperwork to where

it needed to be to get myself able to utilize

their services.

I have people that would give rides to work because

they didn't have an option to be able to go

over there and work and they would not be able

to accommodate them or they say, give him another day,

you know how it goes as coronavirus hit.

I had a very, very disconnected from society and already

as I found out in the hotel room, but I

noticed that as half of our building, which was the

sales department was.

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