Hi Ho, Hi Ho, the Bitch at work's a Hoe!
I hate my job. I have never actually HATED a job of mine. Disliked, yes. But hated? Never. About a month ago, a letter was sent out to all employees stating that we could no longer wear open toed or open heeled shoes. Good bye sandals, hello 90 degree weather. Not only can we not wear sandals, we cannot wear shorts that are more than 3 inches above our knees. What? Am I in elementary school again? I wore my shorts (three and a HALF inches above my knee) every day since that memo AND all last summer without a problem. Today? My supervisor tells me the president of the day care says my shorts are too short. Fuck that. I'm not allowed to wear those shorts again. Why then, was it ok before? Even when I was talking to her WHILE wearing those shorts? If she has a problem, SHE should talk to me about it. Not my supervisor. I said if I have to go buy new shorts they should provide a uniform allowance. Shelly went to talk to Sr. Brendan, and she basically said "you're screwed." Yep. I cannot return in my shorts. Shelly came to me AGAIN during the day telling me my shorts (which, remember, were ok during the past year) were too short and handed me a copy of the memo that had been handed out a month prior. What? Am I supposed to LEAVE my class of 18 kids, go home, change my shorts and return? I can't leave people. Dumbasses. I then get the new HR person who STARTED all these rule come down to my room WHILE I have the kids there. "I understand you have a concern about the new dress code?" Fuck yeah I do! Bitch. So again, I tell her that if I am to wear longer shorts, I need a uniform allowance because I refuse to wear pants in 85 degree weather. "oh, that's not in our budget, sorry if we do that for you then we have to do it for everyone" Then fuckin' DO it for everyone bitch! UGH!!! I have NEVER...EVER stood up to a superior before, and DAMN it felt good. Now if only it would have worked. She tried telling me that my shorts are just too inappropriate for the job. I have NEVER worn inappropriate clothing...except maybe when I go out to the bars, but that is a nother story. So anyway, I had a staff meeting to go to tonight. Yep, I wore my too short shorts, a hoochy boobs hanging out tank (we are not allowed tanks either) and flip flops. Shelly stared at me, but I knew since I was off the clock, she couldn't say a DAMN thing about it. I ended up having to go to Target tonight to buy men's shorts because I cannot find women's shorts that are longer than the ones I wear. With my short messy haircut and those men's shorts, I am going to look like a lesbian. I don't WANT to look like a lesbian :(
What do I do? I hate my job and it's stupid fuckin' rules, and I can't find work anywhere else. I wish I would win the lottery. I'd quit this job and just work at the parks for something to do.
Ok, I need to stop typing now before I get to the "I don't know who I am or what I want" speech.
What do I do? I hate my job and it's stupid fuckin' rules, and I can't find work anywhere else. I wish I would win the lottery. I'd quit this job and just work at the parks for something to do.
Ok, I need to stop typing now before I get to the "I don't know who I am or what I want" speech.