suicide? appreciating the good moments of the day without thinking about the wider hell you’re in, somehow?
Eat the rich
murder most likely
By changing the global standard.
Try to move out of China.
They literally have 6-7 day work weeks, 10-12 hours a day.
Fucking brutal.
The longest I ever did it was 5 weeks straight working 12 hour nights too. Everyone thought I’d quit, but I ran circles around them.
Everyone basically gets way less productive, especially with any physically strenuous activity. It’s like you/your body knows full recovery is not an option. You don’t get more done, you’re just there when shit hits the fan.
I personally adjusted just fine. It is no different than slavery. All labor is technically wage slavery. I owned my own business before and after that job. Owning your own business is no different. The line between your life and your business is irrelevant when it is your own business, especially if you have employees.
Join the global strike that would inevitably happen.
Ain’t nobody got time for a strike. I gotta feed my kids and pay my rent
you could always pirate your food from your local big box grocer.
“you wouldn’t download an Asparagus.”
Call in sick 3 days a week.
You think they’d be offering sick days?? I think you’re bound for the camps if you can’t keep up. Oh shit… This is starting to sound familiar…
Suicide. I’m dead already if I’m working 7 days a week
Switch to freelance.
Switch to a part time job.
Wake up from that terrible nightmare and go to my 4-day/week job?
My first move would probably be to blow my brains out
I invent the 10 day week.
With 7 working days, I think we might need a 13 day week.
Bingo!
Usual workday is 8 hours, you can fit 3 of those in one day. So We can go to 21 days a week!
I stop working altogether.
For real. That’s what happens. When I am in serious overload, I get kinda blocked and cannot achieve anything anymore.
But also on a global level, I think it would break down most workers quite soon.
