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I'm angry.
I work for my step dad. I take care of the office stuff because the old receptionist left. He apparently bean thinking that I would replace her more than a month before she left, but I was only informed of it 2 days before she left, and I only recieved training for those two days. When I worked at a CD store I got three weeks of training to run the till and do all the crap that needs to be done in a CD store. What I was responsible for at the CD store was less important, and there wasn't as much of it. The fact that I had almost no training led to me making a lot of mistakes, which is understandable because I began my job without the foggiest idea of how to do it. This fact has rarely been taken into account when deciding on what to do about my mistakes.
But that's old news now. Now what I'm pissed off about is the fact that he is constantly telling me things, and then giving me trouble for doing what he says to do. And he doesn't just give trouble, he always has to degrade the person he's giving trouble to by making it seem like they are stupid for not knowing better. One example is I was repeatedly told to turn off the heat before I leave at night. At the beginning I would tend to forget that part and the heat would be on at night (which isn't usually a problem because most nights he's here and turns the heat back on anyways.) Finally I got it into my head, and just in case I wrote a note and put it up on the corkboard. The other day I came in and he was griping at me because I turned the heat off and the weather dropped below zero that night. He starts rattling off about how I'm supposed to use my head, asking me in a condescending voice what happens to water when the temperature is below zero. I tried telling him that I was only doing what he said to do, but apparently I'm supposed to know when to do what he says, and when not to. He tried to corcumvent it by saying that when he says off, he obviously means down and not right off. Then today he tells me to go into town to drop off a payment and to pick up coffees for the guys an daim to be back at 10:30, then after that he says "Actually, I'll come and see you at break and tell you if I need anything else in town while you're there." So I'm waiting for him to either come back to the office, or call me and let me know what's going on. So I call him to find out what's going on and he starts into me. "I told you to go and be back at 10:30. What part of that was hard to understand?" He then tells me to forget about town and go to the truck stop across the street and get the coffees and bring it to the guys so they can take their break. So all the way there I'm fuming because he is always blaming me for his screw-ups. I get there I bring them their coffees and I leave. I get the feeling that I'm fogetting something so I drive slowly past the building they're tearing down and keep looking to see if anyone is trying to get my attention. My step dad is. He signals for me to go back, so I start slowly reversing and I roll my window down so he can tell me what he wants. He says to park the van. Then I remember that he said to leave the van for the guys to take at lunch. So I knew that there was going to be more coming. I get into his truck then he opens the door and says "So, what part of I'll drive you back was hard to understand?"
I just look at him trying to mask my contempt.
"No, seriously." He says, "Is there a problem? What's going on?"
Well that was it. Yes, there was a problem. The first one being that the pills I have to take everyday in order to function like a normal human being in society make me forgetful, so does the condition that makes me need to take them. I told him that when he was proposing that I take this job. At the time he said it wasn't a problem. On top of that, I'm so used to being on the defensive with him that my mind easily gets occupied with trying to figure out what I'm supposed to be doing and how I can possibly do it right (which I can say has not yet happened.)
So yeah, I'm pissed off. The problem is, I don't know if I could work anywhere else. So I'm stuck here.
Anyways, that's all for now.
I work for my step dad. I take care of the office stuff because the old receptionist left. He apparently bean thinking that I would replace her more than a month before she left, but I was only informed of it 2 days before she left, and I only recieved training for those two days. When I worked at a CD store I got three weeks of training to run the till and do all the crap that needs to be done in a CD store. What I was responsible for at the CD store was less important, and there wasn't as much of it. The fact that I had almost no training led to me making a lot of mistakes, which is understandable because I began my job without the foggiest idea of how to do it. This fact has rarely been taken into account when deciding on what to do about my mistakes.
But that's old news now. Now what I'm pissed off about is the fact that he is constantly telling me things, and then giving me trouble for doing what he says to do. And he doesn't just give trouble, he always has to degrade the person he's giving trouble to by making it seem like they are stupid for not knowing better. One example is I was repeatedly told to turn off the heat before I leave at night. At the beginning I would tend to forget that part and the heat would be on at night (which isn't usually a problem because most nights he's here and turns the heat back on anyways.) Finally I got it into my head, and just in case I wrote a note and put it up on the corkboard. The other day I came in and he was griping at me because I turned the heat off and the weather dropped below zero that night. He starts rattling off about how I'm supposed to use my head, asking me in a condescending voice what happens to water when the temperature is below zero. I tried telling him that I was only doing what he said to do, but apparently I'm supposed to know when to do what he says, and when not to. He tried to corcumvent it by saying that when he says off, he obviously means down and not right off. Then today he tells me to go into town to drop off a payment and to pick up coffees for the guys an daim to be back at 10:30, then after that he says "Actually, I'll come and see you at break and tell you if I need anything else in town while you're there." So I'm waiting for him to either come back to the office, or call me and let me know what's going on. So I call him to find out what's going on and he starts into me. "I told you to go and be back at 10:30. What part of that was hard to understand?" He then tells me to forget about town and go to the truck stop across the street and get the coffees and bring it to the guys so they can take their break. So all the way there I'm fuming because he is always blaming me for his screw-ups. I get there I bring them their coffees and I leave. I get the feeling that I'm fogetting something so I drive slowly past the building they're tearing down and keep looking to see if anyone is trying to get my attention. My step dad is. He signals for me to go back, so I start slowly reversing and I roll my window down so he can tell me what he wants. He says to park the van. Then I remember that he said to leave the van for the guys to take at lunch. So I knew that there was going to be more coming. I get into his truck then he opens the door and says "So, what part of I'll drive you back was hard to understand?"
I just look at him trying to mask my contempt.
"No, seriously." He says, "Is there a problem? What's going on?"
Well that was it. Yes, there was a problem. The first one being that the pills I have to take everyday in order to function like a normal human being in society make me forgetful, so does the condition that makes me need to take them. I told him that when he was proposing that I take this job. At the time he said it wasn't a problem. On top of that, I'm so used to being on the defensive with him that my mind easily gets occupied with trying to figure out what I'm supposed to be doing and how I can possibly do it right (which I can say has not yet happened.)
So yeah, I'm pissed off. The problem is, I don't know if I could work anywhere else. So I'm stuck here.
Anyways, that's all for now.