blowing off steam
Where do I begin...
Tom Sr. is a cheap cheap man.
Cutting "hours" (which really means cutting days) even though he just won 3.5 million over a slander lawsuit. There's only 4 of us, and one of them did the rest of us a whirl of good by quitting Saturdays and Sundays so he could work upstairs with Best Value Limousine and deliver luggage from the airport during the day instead of having to stay at night. Whatever, he's a shady prick. I'm glad Roberto cut his hours out of spite, hahaha.
Then there's always the Xerox factor. What a bunch of incompetent bastards. Can never fix the damn machines so they're always jamming, faulting, or like last night, literally falling apart.
My stroke of genius (albeit late) saved us from being there until 1:30am, and we got out around midnight.
And we have two machines, one with 24-hour service protection on it and one without. Guess which one breaks all the time!? But do you think Tom has had anythought to add the plan to the other machine, or switch machines because he's so freakin cheap? Nope....
He better fucking buy another machine, and it better fucking be new as soon as he gets that freakin money.
How the hell is he saving a buck if we still have to be there for 9+ hours. (Yep, last night I was there from 1:30pm until 12:00am. Oh where does my time go...)
Work tried to get me to give up my Sundays and come in to put the books together. I was shocked at the audacity of the question. Are they out of their fucking minds? That's my only fucking day off and they want me to give it up. Well fuck you very much.
To make matters worse, there was no one out last night. I wonder if they all went to the TSO concert. It was weird to go see Go Go Gadjet on a Saturday night with nobody around, not to mention lonely. It was freakin cold in that place too, shit. And holy hell were the people the most obnoxious folk too. I think the colleges let out for the holidays or something and people were partying early.
I have a headache...
Tom Sr. is a cheap cheap man.
Cutting "hours" (which really means cutting days) even though he just won 3.5 million over a slander lawsuit. There's only 4 of us, and one of them did the rest of us a whirl of good by quitting Saturdays and Sundays so he could work upstairs with Best Value Limousine and deliver luggage from the airport during the day instead of having to stay at night. Whatever, he's a shady prick. I'm glad Roberto cut his hours out of spite, hahaha.
Then there's always the Xerox factor. What a bunch of incompetent bastards. Can never fix the damn machines so they're always jamming, faulting, or like last night, literally falling apart.
My stroke of genius (albeit late) saved us from being there until 1:30am, and we got out around midnight.
And we have two machines, one with 24-hour service protection on it and one without. Guess which one breaks all the time!? But do you think Tom has had anythought to add the plan to the other machine, or switch machines because he's so freakin cheap? Nope....
He better fucking buy another machine, and it better fucking be new as soon as he gets that freakin money.
How the hell is he saving a buck if we still have to be there for 9+ hours. (Yep, last night I was there from 1:30pm until 12:00am. Oh where does my time go...)
Work tried to get me to give up my Sundays and come in to put the books together. I was shocked at the audacity of the question. Are they out of their fucking minds? That's my only fucking day off and they want me to give it up. Well fuck you very much.
To make matters worse, there was no one out last night. I wonder if they all went to the TSO concert. It was weird to go see Go Go Gadjet on a Saturday night with nobody around, not to mention lonely. It was freakin cold in that place too, shit. And holy hell were the people the most obnoxious folk too. I think the colleges let out for the holidays or something and people were partying early.
I have a headache...