Truthfully, I should be on disability, but I did the math and can get more money per month even part time than on disability, plus it was going to get fought in court until hell froze over and my family couldn't afford it. so I just push through my issues and work full time while trying to get my dad in to a surgeon for his hernias (which involves the always great, never shitty veterans administration) If not for my kid and lacking life insurance of any substantial amount I'd let my medical issues end me to help my family out.

In my state I make too much to qualify for any help, despite being a single dad, and getting no help at all via child support (she doesn't pay at all) yet I see people all the time that don't work at all that get handed 1000's of dollars a month in help while I struggle to support my kid and my elderly father.

That's an acid trip, most furries are just low grade nightmares.

The night shift things isn't what bothers me most of the time, its 100% not getting to see my kid much, he's either in school or sleeping or I'm sleeping, and 100% of the fact that I'm constantly doing the work of two people, because the owners refuse to hire a second set of hands for third, only relief to give me maybe two days off if I'm lucky and the relief doesn't flake out or get wasted. Not to mention that I'm often picking up the slack for lazy second shift workers that leave half their duties unfinished and take off so quickly as soon as I arrive they leave a trail of crap scented brown smoke behind them. Sorry for the rant, they have me so pissed off that I'm job hunting and not planning on giving any notice of departure, just a clock in to formally quit, flip off the cameras, bare my ass and clock out/walk out. Sorry! I needed to vent apparently....

I've worked various nightshift gigs for the last 10 years, my body is so screwed up I can honestly say I feel double my age.

I worked at a call center once and had a chair break in a similar way on me except it tipped me backwards and I ended up cracking my skull on a divider wall. Needless to say I didn't work there long after that, they fought paying for my medical bills trying to say I broke the chair on purpose. Even after everyone in the immediate vicinity of me said I had just sat down.

Yeah that wheel, and whoever did that to the unemployment office.

Nope they're just that fake.

Thank you. I realize I was lazy and could've translated it myself, however high stress and lack of sleep had my patience for doing extra at zero.