My one day working at FedEx.
The interview and training process was unremarkable. Mostly focused on the "evils" of unions. Normal propagandist [stuff]. During the training we had to watch a video on safety regulations we were expected to behave by. After 2 hours of videos, they took me out on the floor for my first day unloading the trucks. One of those safety regulations is that every truck was supposed to have three people to it; two people would unload while the third was tasked with checking and marking packages for sorting.
Ten minutes in, and my second unloader disappears. A supervisor comes and takes the sorter away, telling me that they'll sort my truck farther down the belt. I'm left to unload the entirety of an 18wheeler myself. I get an hour in with few problems by moving the lightest packages and praying that someone is going to come help me soon. Two hours in, I'm deadlifting 75-100 pound packages out of this truck by myself.
Last hour of the shift, my supervisor reappears because the truck wasn't being unloaded. I was pinned under 200lbs of furniture. Two other unloaders were called to free me, and I was reprimanded for not having a second lifter with me. Two weeks of rest, a short investigation and a workman's comp filing later, the supervisor was forced to acknowledge they were responsible for removing the two other workers from my truck. I was asked when they could expect me back to work, and I told them to shove it. I still have back issues years later, and there's a spot about the diameter of a soda can where my back still feels like pins and needles.
The interview and training process was unremarkable. Mostly focused on the "evils" of unions. Normal propagandist [stuff]. During the training we had to watch a video on safety regulations we were expected to behave by. After 2 hours of videos, they took me out on the floor for my first day unloading the trucks. One of those safety regulations is that every truck was supposed to have three people to it; two people would unload while the third was tasked with checking and marking packages for sorting.
Ten minutes in, and my second unloader disappears. A supervisor comes and takes the sorter away, telling me that they'll sort my truck farther down the belt. I'm left to unload the entirety of an 18wheeler myself. I get an hour in with few problems by moving the lightest packages and praying that someone is going to come help me soon. Two hours in, I'm deadlifting 75-100 pound packages out of this truck by myself.
Last hour of the shift, my supervisor reappears because the truck wasn't being unloaded. I was pinned under 200lbs of furniture. Two other unloaders were called to free me, and I was reprimanded for not having a second lifter with me. Two weeks of rest, a short investigation and a workman's comp filing later, the supervisor was forced to acknowledge they were responsible for removing the two other workers from my truck. I was asked when they could expect me back to work, and I told them to shove it. I still have back issues years later, and there's a spot about the diameter of a soda can where my back still feels like pins and needles.