Un-fucking-believable
It's me again. I wish I didn't have to post again :(
You might remember my entry about the boss playing favourites. Her 'pet' is a little madam who swears on the shop floor, uses her mobile phone, doesn't work, etc etc. She's also upped everyone's contracts, giving them more hours. Me and another co-worker are the only ones that haven't had our contracts upped. More on this later.
Today I came in and my boss told me off. I came in on a day where yesterday's delivery hadn't been finished. So, I grabbed an unopened box and started to unpack it. Boss came over and said, "Right then Charuby, let me show you how to do a delivery properly!" and then told me how people were taking the piss (yes, she actually swore on the shop floor. Now we know why her 'pet' swears and can get away with it I guess) by pulling faces every time they have to do a delivery, adopting a 'can't be arsed' attitude etc etc etc.
I started to cry. I have seasonal affective disorder and it's just starting to kick in. She doesn't know, so that's my fault, but I don't really want to air my mental health issues to everyone. I know I should tell my boss.. But there you go. Anyway, she changed her tune and said it wasn't me she was getting at, she was telling this to everyone. Turned out, after a bit of snooping and talking to other co-workers, that it WAS just me she'd told. Thing is, I don't even WORK deliveries! This is the first one I've worked in about 4 months! She had no right saying that stuff to me. I wasn't doing anything wrong.
I was having a right downer day. I finally managed to feel happier during the last half an hour of my shift. Finally. Home time. I went to get my stuff and the boss told me she wanted a word with me. This peeved me because now this was cutting into my personal time. I was off the clock. I wanted to go home. Turns out that my other co-worker who hasn't had his contract upped, was in there too. So, the boss and two supervisors gathered around us. And then the boss gave us a stern talking to about how we don't pull our weight on Sundays. We don't take enough money. So obviously we aren't talking to the customers. That's fucking BULL SHIT. We don't tidy. Again, bull shit. We don't sweep or clean and said, when she came in last Monday, that the shop floor looked like it hadn't been swept for days. Again that is BULL SHIT. I swept that floor THREE fucking times that day. It was spotless! I even went under the fittings and shelves and got all the stuff from under them.
After she'd finished, I just walked away. Because fuck that shit. I really like this job, but certain people are making it hell for me. Once again, I'm being treated like I don't do any work. Any work that I do is ignored. I'm not thanked. And when I do a job it's not good enough, or I'm accused of not doing a job at all when it's so fucking clear that I've done the job.
I'm so pissed off and angry. This, coupled with the SAD, makes me feel like I'm going to have a breakdown. I'm going to have a cup of tea now that I've vented.
*aaaaaand breathe*
You might remember my entry about the boss playing favourites. Her 'pet' is a little madam who swears on the shop floor, uses her mobile phone, doesn't work, etc etc. She's also upped everyone's contracts, giving them more hours. Me and another co-worker are the only ones that haven't had our contracts upped. More on this later.
Today I came in and my boss told me off. I came in on a day where yesterday's delivery hadn't been finished. So, I grabbed an unopened box and started to unpack it. Boss came over and said, "Right then Charuby, let me show you how to do a delivery properly!" and then told me how people were taking the piss (yes, she actually swore on the shop floor. Now we know why her 'pet' swears and can get away with it I guess) by pulling faces every time they have to do a delivery, adopting a 'can't be arsed' attitude etc etc etc.
I started to cry. I have seasonal affective disorder and it's just starting to kick in. She doesn't know, so that's my fault, but I don't really want to air my mental health issues to everyone. I know I should tell my boss.. But there you go. Anyway, she changed her tune and said it wasn't me she was getting at, she was telling this to everyone. Turned out, after a bit of snooping and talking to other co-workers, that it WAS just me she'd told. Thing is, I don't even WORK deliveries! This is the first one I've worked in about 4 months! She had no right saying that stuff to me. I wasn't doing anything wrong.
I was having a right downer day. I finally managed to feel happier during the last half an hour of my shift. Finally. Home time. I went to get my stuff and the boss told me she wanted a word with me. This peeved me because now this was cutting into my personal time. I was off the clock. I wanted to go home. Turns out that my other co-worker who hasn't had his contract upped, was in there too. So, the boss and two supervisors gathered around us. And then the boss gave us a stern talking to about how we don't pull our weight on Sundays. We don't take enough money. So obviously we aren't talking to the customers. That's fucking BULL SHIT. We don't tidy. Again, bull shit. We don't sweep or clean and said, when she came in last Monday, that the shop floor looked like it hadn't been swept for days. Again that is BULL SHIT. I swept that floor THREE fucking times that day. It was spotless! I even went under the fittings and shelves and got all the stuff from under them.
After she'd finished, I just walked away. Because fuck that shit. I really like this job, but certain people are making it hell for me. Once again, I'm being treated like I don't do any work. Any work that I do is ignored. I'm not thanked. And when I do a job it's not good enough, or I'm accused of not doing a job at all when it's so fucking clear that I've done the job.
I'm so pissed off and angry. This, coupled with the SAD, makes me feel like I'm going to have a breakdown. I'm going to have a cup of tea now that I've vented.
*aaaaaand breathe*