By James Saville, Partner at Goldbug. James leads media and press strategy across PR campaigns.
It’s a lyric from country singer Merle Travis’s classic ‘Sixteen Tons’ (made famous by Tennessee Ernie Ford and later, Johnny Cash).
It’s about a miner who, at the end of a tough day loading coal, had less money than when he started.
Its chorus has the famous line: “I sold my soul to the company store.”
Company stores were common in America’s first mining towns in the late 1800s. Instead of money, workers were paid in coal scrip – a currency useless anywhere but the town’s only shop…owned by the coal mine.
So, you slogged all day to simply become a customer – and often end up in arrears – to your own boss.
How grim.
This era of hard-nosed bosses, beaten-down workforces and company entrapment was mirrored in Victorian Britain – and became a well-trodden theme for Charles Dickens.
There were plenty of jobs to go round but wages were pitiful. The balance was in favour of employers, crooked or not.
It’s intriguing to remind ourselves that this was only a few generations ago.
The average person reaching retirement age in Britain will have great grandparents who were out there working in Victorian times, in or among the workhouses.
New laws came in to keep people safe at work and give them rights, bringing the ability to change work culture overnight.
It’s unsurprising, amid the wake of the industrial revolution, that the Victorians were the first to identify stress at work…and even the need for work-life balance.