Definitely Not a Happy Post
I'm done with Victoria's Secret trying to push me around. I'm done with them scheduling me with 6 or less hours between shifts (it's, unfortunately not illegal, though it probably should be). I'm done with them telling me that I have to have availability for EVERY day of the week...fairly reasonable, but am I not allowed to have time to myself, for school work, for anything other than them? I'm tired of them scheduling me for a certain number of hours for a job that is obviously going to take longer than the scheduled time which makes it way too difficult for planning anything, including sleep.
Isn't it enough that I won't have a Thanksgiving this year because I have to devote the day before and the day after to them? Isn't it enough that I won't have a Christmas for the same reason? Isn't it enough that I don't get time to do homework, have down time, even have time with my boyfriend? Is it not enough that I have to eat fast food all the time now or not eat at all because I don't have the time to cook, or I don't have the money for food?
And all of this trouble for $8.00 an hour! All of this trouble because I don't want yet another job to put on my resume. All of this because other than those things I actually enjoy the job itself (now that I'm off the sales floor).
I am stressed over it. I cry all the time now because I don't know what to do. I am stuck getting more and more depressed, having to ask my doctor for a higher dosage of medicine, or even a different and stronger prescription. I'm stuck making this decision that I shouldn't need to make: should I stay or should I go? (Cliche rip off of the song lyrics) But the real question is CAN I stay or CAN I go?
And I'm stuck being pissed now and listening to the guy next door snore so loud I can hear it play as day in my room...
Gr.
Isn't it enough that I won't have a Thanksgiving this year because I have to devote the day before and the day after to them? Isn't it enough that I won't have a Christmas for the same reason? Isn't it enough that I don't get time to do homework, have down time, even have time with my boyfriend? Is it not enough that I have to eat fast food all the time now or not eat at all because I don't have the time to cook, or I don't have the money for food?
And all of this trouble for $8.00 an hour! All of this trouble because I don't want yet another job to put on my resume. All of this because other than those things I actually enjoy the job itself (now that I'm off the sales floor).
I am stressed over it. I cry all the time now because I don't know what to do. I am stuck getting more and more depressed, having to ask my doctor for a higher dosage of medicine, or even a different and stronger prescription. I'm stuck making this decision that I shouldn't need to make: should I stay or should I go? (Cliche rip off of the song lyrics) But the real question is CAN I stay or CAN I go?
And I'm stuck being pissed now and listening to the guy next door snore so loud I can hear it play as day in my room...
Gr.