Divine intervention was too much work. I don't need absolution, no, it just hurts
Just wanted to vent a bit. I was asked to take a shift for someone that was sick and I tell them that no, I can't, I have plans with family, and apologize because they took a shift for me a last week and I was grateful. Then my boss texts me to ask whether I can take the shift and again I say the same thing.
Then my dad gets a text from my boss asking whether I'm really needed for these family plans...
LOL my dad was just shitting me. And I was so mad like as if they're going through my dad for this. But I thought this for honestly like 15 mins til I checked my dad's phone 🤦♀️
Fuck. Hilarious dad.
I feel bad because it was only sort of the truth. I do have plans and we're hosting a Christmas party tonight. But mostly I just don't want to work and I don't feel like being guilted into it. My whole life I have just nearly dropped everything and taken shifts for them. I've been off sick basically one shift in the past few years, and I arranged someone to take it the day before. So yeah, I feel bad that K is sick and needed a shift filled but... actually I suppose I feel bad that B and M have a crazy day ahead and no one to work. But not exactly my problem. I mean I'm a supervisor but that doesn't mean I have to compromise my body and mental health for the business. My feet hurt from all the walking the last 2 shifts, and I think I slept maybe 3 hrs max last night. So I'm fucking tired and I already took an extra 8 hr shift this week that I was not scheduled for.
The antiwork subreddit has opened my eyes to how fucked work culture can be, and I've just been so indoctrined into it. It's not like I'm going to suddenly become a deadbeat employee, I work hard and want to work hard, and I am respected for that. But making my work my whole life is not sustainable and I'm getting burnt out from the grind. I do that all summer with the expectation every year that I can be part time over the winter.
And I just see so many people who do only the minimum and still get by and here I am like a chump doing extra work and going 'above and beyond'. It just starts to feel a little unfair at times.
Last night this interaction happened: Ashley comes in to the restaurant in her work clothes and we're like what are you doing here (she's not scheduled) but she apparently thinks she's supposed to be working a Christmas party downstairs. But we're like no, there's no Christmas party. So Jen's like: we're crazy busy and short staffed in the restaurant, wanna stay and bartend? And she's like no, I have plans. Like... the fuck?! That takes metaphorical balls and zero fucks given. I could never. Everyone was dumbfounded. I feel like that's a very GenZ stereotype, though obviously that's biased. And I'm kinda amazed and mad about it simultaneously.
My house is always fucking chaos the day of a party. My parents are so annoying and obsessed, it's like that Chris Fleming sketch where company is coming! And I have such a headache. I will try to hide as much as possible, and just help with food and then peace out maybe. About to build my charcuterie board soon.
Then my dad gets a text from my boss asking whether I'm really needed for these family plans...
LOL my dad was just shitting me. And I was so mad like as if they're going through my dad for this. But I thought this for honestly like 15 mins til I checked my dad's phone 🤦♀️
Fuck. Hilarious dad.
I feel bad because it was only sort of the truth. I do have plans and we're hosting a Christmas party tonight. But mostly I just don't want to work and I don't feel like being guilted into it. My whole life I have just nearly dropped everything and taken shifts for them. I've been off sick basically one shift in the past few years, and I arranged someone to take it the day before. So yeah, I feel bad that K is sick and needed a shift filled but... actually I suppose I feel bad that B and M have a crazy day ahead and no one to work. But not exactly my problem. I mean I'm a supervisor but that doesn't mean I have to compromise my body and mental health for the business. My feet hurt from all the walking the last 2 shifts, and I think I slept maybe 3 hrs max last night. So I'm fucking tired and I already took an extra 8 hr shift this week that I was not scheduled for.
The antiwork subreddit has opened my eyes to how fucked work culture can be, and I've just been so indoctrined into it. It's not like I'm going to suddenly become a deadbeat employee, I work hard and want to work hard, and I am respected for that. But making my work my whole life is not sustainable and I'm getting burnt out from the grind. I do that all summer with the expectation every year that I can be part time over the winter.
And I just see so many people who do only the minimum and still get by and here I am like a chump doing extra work and going 'above and beyond'. It just starts to feel a little unfair at times.
Last night this interaction happened: Ashley comes in to the restaurant in her work clothes and we're like what are you doing here (she's not scheduled) but she apparently thinks she's supposed to be working a Christmas party downstairs. But we're like no, there's no Christmas party. So Jen's like: we're crazy busy and short staffed in the restaurant, wanna stay and bartend? And she's like no, I have plans. Like... the fuck?! That takes metaphorical balls and zero fucks given. I could never. Everyone was dumbfounded. I feel like that's a very GenZ stereotype, though obviously that's biased. And I'm kinda amazed and mad about it simultaneously.
My house is always fucking chaos the day of a party. My parents are so annoying and obsessed, it's like that Chris Fleming sketch where company is coming! And I have such a headache. I will try to hide as much as possible, and just help with food and then peace out maybe. About to build my charcuterie board soon.