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I'm sick and tired. I don't want to do this anymore - I don't even know what I am doing! I came here for a particular reason.. but I have lost sight of what that was... in place of making myself a better person, getting an excellent education - I have replaced it with working my ass off at a place that makes me angry every day. I seriously do not belong in any customer service position. I just want to smack the shit out of these people who think I should bend over backwards to satisfy their needs. Seriously, I just spent 10 minutes on the phone with a guy who needed directions to a place that is a block away from the hotel. You turn left and walk one block... easy huh? no.... this guy kept asking... so if I turn left then I would be going this direction right? blah blah yackity smackity. I just wanted to hang up the phone or be like shut the fuck up. I really need a day to myself. I've worked 5 days straight plus been stressed out about school. I just want to throw my hands up and say I'm fucking finished. I can't take it anymore. I'm especially tired of certain people that work with me. Today I walked in and this bitch was like.. melissa you need to call this number and talk to these people and then left without explaining how or what I needed to do. It's like they just fucking expect you to know shit. And it really doesn't float my boat when she acts like a slut right at the front desk and then expects everyone else to be all professional. Today she was rubbing a paper up and down her body while she wiggled around her hips. The day before that she put one of the walkie talkies down her shirt. I should mark that walkie talkie so I never touch it again.
I feel like holding my arms straight out from my sides and saying "stay this far away from me everyone" because it seems like everything is breathing down my neck, and I'm a time bomb just asking to explode.
9 oclock................
I can't wait until work is over.
I finally get a day off. Then I have to work with the slut as my supervisor. That's going to be fun. Ugh.
I feel like holding my arms straight out from my sides and saying "stay this far away from me everyone" because it seems like everything is breathing down my neck, and I'm a time bomb just asking to explode.
9 oclock................
I can't wait until work is over.
I finally get a day off. Then I have to work with the slut as my supervisor. That's going to be fun. Ugh.