I'm Done...
If I needed any reassurance to give up my job in a month, it came today.
So, I planned a couple weeks ago that after the month of June I'm going to give up my position at the theater so I can enjoy the last summer before i head to college. Only Gordie suspects that I'll keep my job seeing that I only work on weekends and Lyndon State is only about 40 minutes from Littleton. I've been sorta rethinking my giving up the job... but now I think that it's all but signed, sealed, and delivered...
Today Gordie came into the booth and was like "Have I ever talked to you about the hat rule?" ... Now, I've always worn my hat whenever I'm in the ticket booth. I never take my hat off at all except to sleep, shower, and school.. Since I started working there in fact. And now all of a sudden there's a hat rule? wtf... Then he's like "I was told you were listening to your walkman on Saturday". Yeah, I was.. because it was between shows. What the hell else is there to do? I told him that... Yeah, I was but it was in between shows. "He's like you can't listen to your headphones. Find something to do." ... Then I started a retort saying that no one even came out on Saturday between shows for anything at the concession stand. And what else could I be doing during that time... and it was no harm if I kept my eye on the concession stand to see if anyone comes. He gets all defensive and is like "Do you have a problem with the rule?!"... I could've debated otherwise.. but I figured that would be the wrong path to tread... So I stumble around an argument and said No, fine.. nothing wrong with it... ... and he left.
But it's just this I don't get. The first year I was working there, I was able to wear my hat and listen to my cd player. Hell, they even had a boombox down in the ticketbooth so i could listen to some music... And then all of a sudden, no hat... no music... and I feel like I've taken enough of the shit that Jax Jr. gives me... like gypping me out of money that i was promised for working.. uncool... I'm sure if you dig deep enough in my LJ you'll find other various examples of my gradual dislikeness of Jax Jr. has occured...
Fuck it, I'm tempted to give them my letter of resignation right now... but i'll keep the promise to myself and hand it to them at the beginning of June and work the month.. then call it quits
Murrrr... this used to be a cool job too...
So, I planned a couple weeks ago that after the month of June I'm going to give up my position at the theater so I can enjoy the last summer before i head to college. Only Gordie suspects that I'll keep my job seeing that I only work on weekends and Lyndon State is only about 40 minutes from Littleton. I've been sorta rethinking my giving up the job... but now I think that it's all but signed, sealed, and delivered...
Today Gordie came into the booth and was like "Have I ever talked to you about the hat rule?" ... Now, I've always worn my hat whenever I'm in the ticket booth. I never take my hat off at all except to sleep, shower, and school.. Since I started working there in fact. And now all of a sudden there's a hat rule? wtf... Then he's like "I was told you were listening to your walkman on Saturday". Yeah, I was.. because it was between shows. What the hell else is there to do? I told him that... Yeah, I was but it was in between shows. "He's like you can't listen to your headphones. Find something to do." ... Then I started a retort saying that no one even came out on Saturday between shows for anything at the concession stand. And what else could I be doing during that time... and it was no harm if I kept my eye on the concession stand to see if anyone comes. He gets all defensive and is like "Do you have a problem with the rule?!"... I could've debated otherwise.. but I figured that would be the wrong path to tread... So I stumble around an argument and said No, fine.. nothing wrong with it... ... and he left.
But it's just this I don't get. The first year I was working there, I was able to wear my hat and listen to my cd player. Hell, they even had a boombox down in the ticketbooth so i could listen to some music... And then all of a sudden, no hat... no music... and I feel like I've taken enough of the shit that Jax Jr. gives me... like gypping me out of money that i was promised for working.. uncool... I'm sure if you dig deep enough in my LJ you'll find other various examples of my gradual dislikeness of Jax Jr. has occured...
Fuck it, I'm tempted to give them my letter of resignation right now... but i'll keep the promise to myself and hand it to them at the beginning of June and work the month.. then call it quits
Murrrr... this used to be a cool job too...