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I haven't written in here in a long time.
I might be getting a second job with Bocelli's, if Zaxby's will stop making me work mid-shift. Today I work 2pm-9pm. Mid shift can be anything from 1-10, 12-8, 2-9, 11-7, 11-8, etc. It is stupid. We don't need it. Last week I was scheduled for 37 hours on mid-shift, clocked out on Sunday with 23 hours, because when we are slow, the manager will send me home first because I a) don't have a register and b) am leaving first. I tried to explain to the manager who does the schedule that every day except for Tuesdays and Thursdays I can work morning shift. She has convinced herself that 10am-4pm is less convenient for me than 12pm-8pm. What? That doesn't make sense! Ugh. Hopefully she is the manager today so I can discuss a schedule that can accommodate another job.
Nate has a second job now, he goes in at 5pm everyday except Tuesdays and Sundays. The schedule-making-manager at Zaxby's? She schedules him to get off at 5pm every day that he works, every week since he has gotten the second job. And every week we both have to go talk to her about our stupid schedules. I'm getting frustrated just thinking about it. My co-workers say that another manager used to write the schedules and there were never this many problems, but for whatever reason he doesn't want to make them anymore.
Today I don't know how I feel or where my mind is. I guess I feel like this quite often. I think I have changed so much I don't even remember who I was once, which makes me feel like I don't know who I am now...but I don't spend as much time dwelling on that issue as I did a few years ago. I need to start making some friends or something, I feel so out of it. When do I ever get to talk about myself and my thoughts? Never. Nicole and I used to go drink coffee for hours and just sort out our baggage together. I miss that, I miss her. I now resort to drunk texting my long-distance friends. I have made friends with Nate's female best friend, because I was getting jealous of her, and of their friendship. So now we've been texting back and forth pretty regularly. That's cool.
I need more ladies in my life, for real. My favorite girls at work have actual shifts, instead of dumb mid-shift, so I usually only get to talk to them for an hour or two, as opposed to 4 or 5 hours, like in the past.
Hey, I have a new pet-peeve, now that I'm a more social person this actually happens a lot. When person A, who you are okay with talks crap about person B, who you are friends with. I am pretty passive, I just say "I disagree." Or if it's an incredible amount of bullshit I will say, "That's not true, so and so is actually really cool." But I can sense my tolerance for this nonsense getting low and I think I will, one day, freak the fuck out on someone. Sorry for my language. I'll give you an example:
B: K's life is all about chicken.
Me: What are you talking about? That's not true.
B: Her life revolves around Zaxby's.
Me: I disagree.
B: T and I call her the Chicken Nazi.
Me: I don't get it...
*Saved by drive-thru going off and B exiting stage right*
K in this story is my favorite person to work with, and one of the only people left from when I first started working there almost a year ago. B is new and while she is a decent person and we get along fine, sometimes she is a little abrasive. She talks a lot of crap and she is always half-bragging, half-complaining about how she works two jobs....sometimes she interrupts or talks over me, which is annoying to me because I'm already such a soft, quiet personality that you don't really HAVE to yell over me. Now look who is talking crap, haha. I'll end this before I try to dig myself out of my hole of hypocrisy.
I might be getting a second job with Bocelli's, if Zaxby's will stop making me work mid-shift. Today I work 2pm-9pm. Mid shift can be anything from 1-10, 12-8, 2-9, 11-7, 11-8, etc. It is stupid. We don't need it. Last week I was scheduled for 37 hours on mid-shift, clocked out on Sunday with 23 hours, because when we are slow, the manager will send me home first because I a) don't have a register and b) am leaving first. I tried to explain to the manager who does the schedule that every day except for Tuesdays and Thursdays I can work morning shift. She has convinced herself that 10am-4pm is less convenient for me than 12pm-8pm. What? That doesn't make sense! Ugh. Hopefully she is the manager today so I can discuss a schedule that can accommodate another job.
Nate has a second job now, he goes in at 5pm everyday except Tuesdays and Sundays. The schedule-making-manager at Zaxby's? She schedules him to get off at 5pm every day that he works, every week since he has gotten the second job. And every week we both have to go talk to her about our stupid schedules. I'm getting frustrated just thinking about it. My co-workers say that another manager used to write the schedules and there were never this many problems, but for whatever reason he doesn't want to make them anymore.
Today I don't know how I feel or where my mind is. I guess I feel like this quite often. I think I have changed so much I don't even remember who I was once, which makes me feel like I don't know who I am now...but I don't spend as much time dwelling on that issue as I did a few years ago. I need to start making some friends or something, I feel so out of it. When do I ever get to talk about myself and my thoughts? Never. Nicole and I used to go drink coffee for hours and just sort out our baggage together. I miss that, I miss her. I now resort to drunk texting my long-distance friends. I have made friends with Nate's female best friend, because I was getting jealous of her, and of their friendship. So now we've been texting back and forth pretty regularly. That's cool.
I need more ladies in my life, for real. My favorite girls at work have actual shifts, instead of dumb mid-shift, so I usually only get to talk to them for an hour or two, as opposed to 4 or 5 hours, like in the past.
Hey, I have a new pet-peeve, now that I'm a more social person this actually happens a lot. When person A, who you are okay with talks crap about person B, who you are friends with. I am pretty passive, I just say "I disagree." Or if it's an incredible amount of bullshit I will say, "That's not true, so and so is actually really cool." But I can sense my tolerance for this nonsense getting low and I think I will, one day, freak the fuck out on someone. Sorry for my language. I'll give you an example:
B: K's life is all about chicken.
Me: What are you talking about? That's not true.
B: Her life revolves around Zaxby's.
Me: I disagree.
B: T and I call her the Chicken Nazi.
Me: I don't get it...
*Saved by drive-thru going off and B exiting stage right*
K in this story is my favorite person to work with, and one of the only people left from when I first started working there almost a year ago. B is new and while she is a decent person and we get along fine, sometimes she is a little abrasive. She talks a lot of crap and she is always half-bragging, half-complaining about how she works two jobs....sometimes she interrupts or talks over me, which is annoying to me because I'm already such a soft, quiet personality that you don't really HAVE to yell over me. Now look who is talking crap, haha. I'll end this before I try to dig myself out of my hole of hypocrisy.