I quit my jobs
I hate the music store B Street Music. The mom and pop shop has drama within the corridors of its bricked establishment. What set me off quitting my music store job was the fact that the owner said that I didn't look like a classical violinist and doubted my credibility as an established violinist. I was like, "WTF?!" Is it because I look mexican you stupid asshole? What?....wetbacks and spics aren't creative because we don't have that image of being successful, you stupid ignorant white motherfucker? I hate people like that. If I had the power, I would just kill people like that, no question asked. PERIOD. It would be part of the law to be educated. If you fail education, the person would be instructed to report to a camp for a mass execution for not using their privilege of living and taking advantage of their full potential and intelligence. So I quit that job. Fuck them racist bastards. And for being pussies about it by telling me over the phone and not in front of my face!!
My second job was Blockbuster. Stupid cunt of a bitch whore rag manager was getting on everyone's asses about perfection and shit. I think she doesn't care about the employee's, but whether she can get promoted quicker. It's not good to fuck people over by writing them up all the time and getting people suspended because the employee thinks its really ridiculous and really moot about going overboard with customer service and store appeal bullshit, and also having all of our schedules getting changed every single fucking day. I make an appointment and suddenly I'm working that day with a couple hours overtime. The bad part is that I was working there over 40 hours a week because the store is seriously understaffed, and yet the stupid manager didn't want to fill out a sheet of paperwork to switch my status. Bastard!!!!!! So I quit that job too. That place is so bad now that there's a manager suspended for not agreeing with the general store manager. And an employee suspended for supposably stealing a drink when the dude bought it from the liquor store across the street. Policy from the store says that everything brought in must have a receipt that it wasn't taken from the store if case of questioning. Stupid shit like that. BLAH! Who cares!!!
Anyways, I think I'm gonna go dancing at a club this week. Possibly in the city and listen to some House music. Yeah, that should set the tone for the week. heeehee.
nite my biatches!
My second job was Blockbuster. Stupid cunt of a bitch whore rag manager was getting on everyone's asses about perfection and shit. I think she doesn't care about the employee's, but whether she can get promoted quicker. It's not good to fuck people over by writing them up all the time and getting people suspended because the employee thinks its really ridiculous and really moot about going overboard with customer service and store appeal bullshit, and also having all of our schedules getting changed every single fucking day. I make an appointment and suddenly I'm working that day with a couple hours overtime. The bad part is that I was working there over 40 hours a week because the store is seriously understaffed, and yet the stupid manager didn't want to fill out a sheet of paperwork to switch my status. Bastard!!!!!! So I quit that job too. That place is so bad now that there's a manager suspended for not agreeing with the general store manager. And an employee suspended for supposably stealing a drink when the dude bought it from the liquor store across the street. Policy from the store says that everything brought in must have a receipt that it wasn't taken from the store if case of questioning. Stupid shit like that. BLAH! Who cares!!!
Anyways, I think I'm gonna go dancing at a club this week. Possibly in the city and listen to some House music. Yeah, that should set the tone for the week. heeehee.
nite my biatches!