I never liked my jobs until I found one that I did. I work as a meat cutter (I cut primals into subprimals). It's a job I could see myself doing even in a post revolutionary society. The people I work with are all pretty chill too. Mostly queer libs, which, is refreshing considering jobs I've previously had.
I obviously don't like that my surplus value is being extracted, I don't love that my manager is being forced to use an AI that allocates the amount of hours we all get each week (which is becoming less and less). But the actual labor? The actual task of cutting meat? I find it shockingly grounding. It just feels like I'm actually doing something someone benefits from.
Getting your needs met is unfortunately a luxury in the capitalist system. As long as my job feels necessary and my coworkers don't totally suck I get by though. If my coworkers ever actually wanna do union activity they know I'm up for it, and if we ever hit a revolutionary situation, I'll be down for that too.

