Do you ever just stop and recognize the absurdity of our modern life?
I walked out of the crib to take a quick relief break and there are a group of supervisors and managers surrounding a bunch of product. One was making the, "this is really important " hand gestures and another was shaking her head in that way that says they are so over it but have to care somehow.
I work in a factory that makes things people use everyday. Honestly, I really don't believe there is any shortage in the world of the things we produce. Considering it has been in existence for over 30 years, and everything is made from types of plastic, from soft to hard, I wonder how much of our products are in landfills and bottom of the ocean.
As I continue my walk, there's another two women in deep conversation about what needs to be done. Another person in that same department runs around like a mini drill sergeant screaming and snapping at people.
And these scenes play out all across the factory every hour of every day. People who are so deep in the work, it becomes the most important thing in their lives.
When I think about this, I instantly realize...this is absurd. We make plastic things. That is it. We make things people use, but don't necessarily need or can't buy cheaper with other brands. Hell, we even supply those cheaper options to other brands to sell.
There is literally nothing life stopping, important, or even relevant. We make office trash cans, farm carts and mop buckets. But the people here treat it like they are the only things that matter in the world, at least while they are here.
Some would say they have amazing work ethics. That they are successful employees. They should be an inspiration.
And that makes me laugh because to make your whole life value based on an office recycling bin is hilarious. A piece of plastic becomes more important than the people making them.
I find the absurdity of this existence hilarious and a little bit sad.
Am I the only one who goes through this?
I work in a factory that makes things people use everyday. Honestly, I really don't believe there is any shortage in the world of the things we produce. Considering it has been in existence for over 30 years, and everything is made from types of plastic, from soft to hard, I wonder how much of our products are in landfills and bottom of the ocean.
As I continue my walk, there's another two women in deep conversation about what needs to be done. Another person in that same department runs around like a mini drill sergeant screaming and snapping at people.
And these scenes play out all across the factory every hour of every day. People who are so deep in the work, it becomes the most important thing in their lives.
When I think about this, I instantly realize...this is absurd. We make plastic things. That is it. We make things people use, but don't necessarily need or can't buy cheaper with other brands. Hell, we even supply those cheaper options to other brands to sell.
There is literally nothing life stopping, important, or even relevant. We make office trash cans, farm carts and mop buckets. But the people here treat it like they are the only things that matter in the world, at least while they are here.
Some would say they have amazing work ethics. That they are successful employees. They should be an inspiration.
And that makes me laugh because to make your whole life value based on an office recycling bin is hilarious. A piece of plastic becomes more important than the people making them.
I find the absurdity of this existence hilarious and a little bit sad.
Am I the only one who goes through this?
