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Things have been going pretty well lately. Extremely confused in a few areas, but other than that, going great. EXCEPT I am so mad about work! So I worked Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Thursday I was on call at 2:30 but I got a call at 10 to see if I could go in, so I did early. So I get my schedule yesterday and what do ya F-in know? I have NO days of real work - nothing I can rely on. I am on call Sunday (today), Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday. I am on call til close 3 out of 4 of those days. That sucks ass. First of all, I could babysit next Saturday, but I might be working. But I don't know. I don't mind being on call a couple days a week, but come on. ONLY on call when I was there 6 days last week? That's bullshit. AND when I'm on call I have to just sit around on my ass not knowing if I have to work. So I have to just be ready anyway. Plus I have other jobs that REVOLVED around this one: I schedule around Victoria's Secret. But I can't if I DON'T KNOW IF I HAVE TO WORK.
Okay well I really had to vent... again. I need to talk to the boss but she's out of town. Yeah I was late one day, but I honestly think that I made up for it. Big time. Not to mention I sold a lot of credit cards and helped a lot of people. Guaran-fuckin-tee you that the girls who call in "sick" with a hangover have hours. Ahh.
Okay well I really had to vent... again. I need to talk to the boss but she's out of town. Yeah I was late one day, but I honestly think that I made up for it. Big time. Not to mention I sold a lot of credit cards and helped a lot of people. Guaran-fuckin-tee you that the girls who call in "sick" with a hangover have hours. Ahh.