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I feel like a complete failure today.
Its like I told on the manager and now Im going to get the friggin' boot.
And I guess it would be nice if there was a new manager at our store...Here, let me tell you the story.
Alrighty, so the stores doors are closed to the public and the last of the people in the mall are fileing out. I walk around the story making sure nothings out of place and there is nothing on the floor...So there I stand, At the counter and wait for my orders telling me I can go get my cousin and leave.
The other worker there, Megan C, Is fiddling with a rounder. So Nancy (the manager) turns to her (while I'm RIGHT THERE) and says. I dont think megan comprehends cleaning. Megan just kinda looks at me...
I stood there for about 5 more mins with my arms crossed I had just had the worst workingday of my fucking life.
Earlier that day I was told I was a temp.(temporary) And that I was suppose to be in the back rom ALL DAY...and me, that just didnt sound right. But yet again i was back there for 5 hours, hanging clothes.
So I ask about my paycheck, being told I got a paycheck THIS FRIDAY for the some odd hours I've just worked. I get a "No you dont get a paycheck this week." with a dirty look and a rude tone in her voice. Then " you may get a paycheck for whatever you worked there. But not here." Of course My manager HAS to be a pothead... You can tell by the way she talks. again she pipes up. " Oh yeah, and because your a temp. You only get 5.90 and hour." Immediatly that shot up a red flag and my temper shot threw the friggin roof. OF COURSE being as nice and quiet as I am around people I dont really like I said Alrighty and walked away. To the back room. Where I was now to inhabit for the rest of my work day.
I offically HATE hanging and folding clothes.
Well At least I could express this to you...You anonomous person...
Well I have some...other...Stuff to do...
With random boredom,
Ravyn Lady