Now I really don't have a job, seriously... homeless in 2 months...
I should probably explain my emo-ness of late.
As you remember I've had a pretty crappy job. I've had a coworker hose me down, I had a gangsta black guy yell at me for parking my car in front of his house, I don't get the days off I ask for in advance, I get into a car accident, I have to work 50-60 hours a week and 6-7 days a week, I get into a profane argument with a co-worker and get suspended, and then just a few days ago I'm back on the schedule.
This last week of working has been nuts. First off, we have a new manager. He's an asshole.
Thursday: We got a little busy, and this one customer was apparently impatient and called our company a bunch of times. When I got to this guy's house, here stood an angry looking, imposing black man who looked like he was out of a gangsta rap video. He asked me who my manager was and then said our phone person was rude to him, and he didn't want the fucking pizza. He had a bulldog right there and he told me he didn't want the pizza and I better get the fuck off his lawn and never come to his house again or he'd shoot me.
Friday: Busy as fuck. It was so busy that most orders didn't leave the building until they were an hour late, and every customer was bitching about cold food. Every single one of them blamed me for the food being late. One lady complained about the cold food, blamed me and told me she was going to get me fired, then called the new manager and lied and said I threw her pizza on the ground. I almost went insane.
Saturday: Knowing the customer would reject it, I delivered a pizza that was over an hour late, and the customer didn't blame me but wanted the food remade. The new manager blamed me and expected me to pay for his entire order, but the guy cancelled.
Later that night I went to a ghetto house, delivered several still-hot food items and a pop. When I got back the manager said that I had forgotten the customer's pop. I told him I had given them pop, and they were lying to get free food. The manager said he was remaking their food and I had to pay for it all out of my check. I told him I wouldn't pay for shit, and I had given the customer their food and pop. He got into my face, and told me I was going to pay for it. Voices were raised, and I told him in a loud voice and with a fist slamming on the counter that I was not going to pay a single dime and the fact that he was calling me a liar made him an asshole.
I was told to leave and never come back. I exploded. I argued with them in a loud voice that both the managers there were being assholes by expecting me to pay for customer's food, that they were assholes for not believing me and trusting me, and that I'd call the store manager and my attorney and their asses would be fucked.
I can't believe some brand-new manager comes into my fucking job, acts like he knows the job better than I do, expects me to pay for customer's fucking food if ANYTHING's wrong with it, and acts like a total fucking dick, not to mention intimidates and threatens me and gets into my face.
I had to restrain myself because I was 5 seconds from smashing that fucker's face in. Him and the management staff of that place deserve to die in the most painful way for this bullshit.
Now I'm unemployed and fucked.
As you remember I've had a pretty crappy job. I've had a coworker hose me down, I had a gangsta black guy yell at me for parking my car in front of his house, I don't get the days off I ask for in advance, I get into a car accident, I have to work 50-60 hours a week and 6-7 days a week, I get into a profane argument with a co-worker and get suspended, and then just a few days ago I'm back on the schedule.
This last week of working has been nuts. First off, we have a new manager. He's an asshole.
Thursday: We got a little busy, and this one customer was apparently impatient and called our company a bunch of times. When I got to this guy's house, here stood an angry looking, imposing black man who looked like he was out of a gangsta rap video. He asked me who my manager was and then said our phone person was rude to him, and he didn't want the fucking pizza. He had a bulldog right there and he told me he didn't want the pizza and I better get the fuck off his lawn and never come to his house again or he'd shoot me.
Friday: Busy as fuck. It was so busy that most orders didn't leave the building until they were an hour late, and every customer was bitching about cold food. Every single one of them blamed me for the food being late. One lady complained about the cold food, blamed me and told me she was going to get me fired, then called the new manager and lied and said I threw her pizza on the ground. I almost went insane.
Saturday: Knowing the customer would reject it, I delivered a pizza that was over an hour late, and the customer didn't blame me but wanted the food remade. The new manager blamed me and expected me to pay for his entire order, but the guy cancelled.
Later that night I went to a ghetto house, delivered several still-hot food items and a pop. When I got back the manager said that I had forgotten the customer's pop. I told him I had given them pop, and they were lying to get free food. The manager said he was remaking their food and I had to pay for it all out of my check. I told him I wouldn't pay for shit, and I had given the customer their food and pop. He got into my face, and told me I was going to pay for it. Voices were raised, and I told him in a loud voice and with a fist slamming on the counter that I was not going to pay a single dime and the fact that he was calling me a liar made him an asshole.
I was told to leave and never come back. I exploded. I argued with them in a loud voice that both the managers there were being assholes by expecting me to pay for customer's food, that they were assholes for not believing me and trusting me, and that I'd call the store manager and my attorney and their asses would be fucked.
I can't believe some brand-new manager comes into my fucking job, acts like he knows the job better than I do, expects me to pay for customer's fucking food if ANYTHING's wrong with it, and acts like a total fucking dick, not to mention intimidates and threatens me and gets into my face.
I had to restrain myself because I was 5 seconds from smashing that fucker's face in. Him and the management staff of that place deserve to die in the most painful way for this bullshit.
Now I'm unemployed and fucked.