This hit hard because I’ve been there. I don’t know what job he has but for me it was retail (garden centre type work) and it was hell on earth.
Physically tough, plus I was dealing with poor health at the time. Staff were WEIRD, they were all related or fukking each other, it was a village within a building - truly bizzarre. There was a show that came on BBC2 called The League of Gentlemen, watch a clip guys. That was my workplace.
You sink or swim. I had to level up. Tbh, what motivated me more was not the actual shyt job but the staff, I refused to be them and if I failed that was my destiny.
My mother regularly jokes with me about that job but she also says that job made me a MAN. What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger definitely applies. When it comes to working life… NOTHING phases me. Thinking about it now makes me shudder. In a weird way, I am grateful for those weirdos now.
I wish my guy the best and hope he has an exit plan. He can’t let that shyt get him posting online, his colleagues could see that.