u/Senior-Phase9923

I am thankful to have a job. I’m trying to be realistic and I’m trying to be mentally tough. I need outside perspectives.

I hate. hate. hate. this job.

I work full time at a small, family-owned company. 50k before taxes in NJ. 20 employees. Mom-boss, dad-boss, son-account-exec-1 and son-account-exec-2. Disposables - think garbage bags, paper cups, and to-go containers. Deliveries being made on our trucks by our drivers M-F. There are three of us that work support in the office for the drivers and to take phone calls.

I am half office support and half mom-boss assistant. I have been here since April 2025. When I first started, I told dad-boss that I would give my life to Company™ if it was good to me. They enthusiastically took my life and gave me “less-than-okay” instead of “good”.

Mom-boss and dad-boss are fawning over sons 1 & 2 all the time. After son-account-exec-2 had a baby girl, he was out for almost 3 months. During this time, mom-boss proudly declared that the company does not offer paternity leave.

One week PTO until you’ve been there three years, then two weeks PTO. Three weeks PTO after 20 years. Taking days off is like pulling teeth, it’s taken personally. (Like, I just need to get a root canal it’s not that deep). Mom-boss is “HR”.

The commute is 1hr30min - 2hr per day.

When I first started I got on a higher dose of SSRI because I thought the stress was going to kill me. I feel slightly better.

The office environment is tense. Warehouse manager is a hot-head who will scream and yell at people and slam the door to his office. The Office Bitch™ sits at the front desk, bitching at everybody, trying to micromanage everything.

Son-account-exec-1 is also the hot-head type - he and I got into it because I took a gigantic order for one of his customers and had a question about replacing some product. Told me he was trying to fix my mistake and some other general unkind things. No mistake was made, I told him I wasn’t making commission on this gigantic order and that since it’s his account, I was bowing out. He later apologized.

Generally everybody is in a bad mood all the time. It’s turned me into a sour person.

I am thinking of putting in my two weeks because this place fucking sucks, and going back to bartending part-time and applying to grad school so I can work with my degree (bachelors in psychology). I’m also thinking of asking for a raise, and if I get significant pushback, putting in my two weeks. I also think that I am mentally weak and I should be able to handle this. That I’ve been unprofessional and I should feel bad for that. I vacillate between these three lines of thinking.

TLDR: I hate my fucking job. Family-owned, the sons who work here do as they please and the rest of us are held to a high standard. But life isn’t fair, so what’s my issue?

Took my very first 6mg oral semaglutide from Willow after being on Metformin 500mg from Hers. Anyone else switch from Metformin to oral semaglutide? Anyone have a good experience with the oral semaglutide?

I keep reading that the oral semaglutide is less effective but I have a severe needle phobia.

5’1 female CW: 135 GW: 115

My husband provided the blueprints to the concrete company to lay a pad as the base of a house he is having built in Maine.

It is too short by ~5 feet in one direction. They have not yet responded to his requests to fix their mistake. We are physically located in New Jersey.

Is it on the company to fix their mistake? Is he SOL?