Guendelsberger worked as a reporter at a local newspaper; it was
closed down. Through a combination of poverty and journalistic
curiosity, she took a pre-Christmas job at an Amazon warehouse
("fulfillment center"), then later worked at a call centre and in a
fast-food outlet.
But the author's note of this book is possibly the most important
part, a thing that is unaccountably missing from other works of "I was
there" journalism: the ethics chapter. Guendelsberger describes just
when she worked at which establishment, that she used her real name on
job applications, that she covertly recorded managers speaking as the
voice of the company in the states where that's unambiguously legal
and took notes in the other case, that she didn't record her coworkers
(except with their consent) even when it was legal… this is a vital
thing which should be copied in far more places.
After that glorious start, it's a little disconcerting to trip over a
linguistic hurdle: to Guendelsberger, the use of "in the weeds" is a
class marker, where white-collar workers mean "bogged down in
unimportant details" and blue-collar mean "frantic because there's
more work on your plate than you can manage". Fair enough for her; to
me it means "well away from where you want to be", with a secondary
sense of "flying far lower than is safe or approved". There isn't the
visceral sense which I'm meant to have that I fall into one of
Guendelsberger's categories, though of course I do. Even though I have
worked in call-centre tech support, that was, as she points out is
true for many people who like to give advice to young people today,
quite a while ago, when it was regarded as one of the services a
company needed to provide to its customers rather than a profit centre
in itself; and when, even if tech support bods weren't especially
valued or expected to stay in that job forever, there was some
recognition that skill levels varied and there was some virtue in
getting them better at the job.
Also, we didn't have to try to sell things.
One of the key points of Guendelsberger's experience, I think, is that
high worker turnover is not just an accepted cost of doing business,
it's a necessary part of this employment model. The job will burn
out almost anybody, and they will leave, and take time (not paid for
by the company!) to recover… until, in poverty and desperation,
they take another job which will be just as bad, because this is how
almost all the remaining blue-collar work now looks, with per-second
time monitoring, formal schemes of penalty points for late ("tardy",
infantilising with the language of American schools) arrival or early
departure, and where being able to take unpaid time off without being
fired is a sign you're in one of the better jobs.
I came to SDF8 to try to understand what it feels like to work in
a fulfillment center. But the thing I really and truly understand
now is that, regardless of how broke I may be, I'm the upper class.
I always will be. I won't ever really understand what it feels
like to work here, because I know that I get to leave.
You idiot.
One starts to feel that while every little rule might be the result
of a genuine problem – maybe people really do spend too long on toilet
breaks if not timed to the second and chivvied back to their desks,
maybe someone really did steal a customer credit card number by
writing it down on a bit of paper – they all end up pointing in the
same direction, towards removing any possible dignity from the worker.
Sure, the company will penalise them if they clock in an instant late…
but it won't reward them if they clock in early, indeed it won't
allow them to do that, so instead they have to turn up early and
mill around aimlessly until the arbitrary deadline passes; that has no
useful purpose except to remind them who controls their lives.
There's biology here, and sociology, and a call to revolution. There
are the long shadows of Frederick Taylor and Henry Ford (and Ray
Kroc), all of whom made fortunes out of making their employees work at
top speed all the time, because when they can't hack it any more there
are always more employees where they came from. And then increasing
that speed, because hey, why not, it's not like they have feelings the
way people like us do.
An excellent book, and one which you should read. Yes, you.
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