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I just don't get it.
There aren't a lot of things that really bother me, but a lack of work ethic is one of my few SERIOUS pet peeves. I'm not really sure what world people think we're living in, but god damn, get a fucking clue.
There's this one dude at the Homestead, Chad's his name, who I may have to punch some time in the near future. Twice now I've ended up working double shifts because the asshole doesn't want to work and tries to play off like he's sick so he can leave. How do I know this? Because I hear the motherfucker on his phone outside talking to his girlfriend about how he's going to try and get off early so he can go be with her. And the worst part? Everyone else at work just eats it up. I'm sick of hearing people asking if he's feeling better and having him come to work with a shitty attitude every day. Trust me, there are a million other things I'd rather do than go to work every day, but the fact of the matter is that the world just doesn't fucking work that way. GROW UP. Shit doesn't just get handed to you.
It's weird getting calls from my mom though and finding out how many people I grew up with and went to school with don't have jobs yet. Everyone seems so surprised and impressed that I've been holding two jobs since May. Is it really that big of a deal? Granted, working at a news station certainly exposes me to the downfall of our economy and our ever decreasing amount of jobs in this country, but I guess in some way I thought it'd be easier for more people to work. Guess not. I know I busted my ass in school, and I know I bust my ass working now, so I guess there's some small satisfaction in knowing that work has gotten me... somewhere. Though, at the same time, I find myself frustrated in all too many instances. For example:
Last week I found out I'm only making a whopping $8.00 an hour at the Homestead. Seriously, that's it. I was livid, especially considering that I was given a direct recommendation from Matt Spiegel, the nephew of the lady who runs that homestead (Matt is the owner of the Naked Turtle, Olive Ridley's countless other establishments), I've got experience in high-volume restaurant kitchen work, I have a college education, and, not to toot my own horn, but I'm a hard worker. Fast forward to yesterday. I'm working in the kitchen when I hear Eric (another cook) talking to one of our dishwashers who is somewhere between the age of 14 and 16. His mother is also a waitress at the place. He's been working there for about a month or so. Eric asks him, "How much money are you making these days?" His answer? "$10.00 an hour."... WHAT?! $10 FUCKING DOLLARS AN HOUR?! What the fuck does a kid who lives at him with his parents need fucking $10 an hour for?! I have fucking bills to pay! And Chad? CHAD (who again, is only about 17 years old tops)?! He's making more than that! He can't even read a standard clock! Seriously! He can't read a clock unless it's a digital clock that actually reads out what time it is. WHAT. THE. FUCK. It makes me absolutely IRATE how these fucking people are getting more, for the simple fact that they know the owners outside of work. At least, that's the only amount of logic I can conjure up.
Does hard work get you somewhere? Absolutely. But right now, it doesn't seem to be adding up to as much as I had expected...
There aren't a lot of things that really bother me, but a lack of work ethic is one of my few SERIOUS pet peeves. I'm not really sure what world people think we're living in, but god damn, get a fucking clue.
There's this one dude at the Homestead, Chad's his name, who I may have to punch some time in the near future. Twice now I've ended up working double shifts because the asshole doesn't want to work and tries to play off like he's sick so he can leave. How do I know this? Because I hear the motherfucker on his phone outside talking to his girlfriend about how he's going to try and get off early so he can go be with her. And the worst part? Everyone else at work just eats it up. I'm sick of hearing people asking if he's feeling better and having him come to work with a shitty attitude every day. Trust me, there are a million other things I'd rather do than go to work every day, but the fact of the matter is that the world just doesn't fucking work that way. GROW UP. Shit doesn't just get handed to you.
It's weird getting calls from my mom though and finding out how many people I grew up with and went to school with don't have jobs yet. Everyone seems so surprised and impressed that I've been holding two jobs since May. Is it really that big of a deal? Granted, working at a news station certainly exposes me to the downfall of our economy and our ever decreasing amount of jobs in this country, but I guess in some way I thought it'd be easier for more people to work. Guess not. I know I busted my ass in school, and I know I bust my ass working now, so I guess there's some small satisfaction in knowing that work has gotten me... somewhere. Though, at the same time, I find myself frustrated in all too many instances. For example:
Last week I found out I'm only making a whopping $8.00 an hour at the Homestead. Seriously, that's it. I was livid, especially considering that I was given a direct recommendation from Matt Spiegel, the nephew of the lady who runs that homestead (Matt is the owner of the Naked Turtle, Olive Ridley's countless other establishments), I've got experience in high-volume restaurant kitchen work, I have a college education, and, not to toot my own horn, but I'm a hard worker. Fast forward to yesterday. I'm working in the kitchen when I hear Eric (another cook) talking to one of our dishwashers who is somewhere between the age of 14 and 16. His mother is also a waitress at the place. He's been working there for about a month or so. Eric asks him, "How much money are you making these days?" His answer? "$10.00 an hour."... WHAT?! $10 FUCKING DOLLARS AN HOUR?! What the fuck does a kid who lives at him with his parents need fucking $10 an hour for?! I have fucking bills to pay! And Chad? CHAD (who again, is only about 17 years old tops)?! He's making more than that! He can't even read a standard clock! Seriously! He can't read a clock unless it's a digital clock that actually reads out what time it is. WHAT. THE. FUCK. It makes me absolutely IRATE how these fucking people are getting more, for the simple fact that they know the owners outside of work. At least, that's the only amount of logic I can conjure up.
Does hard work get you somewhere? Absolutely. But right now, it doesn't seem to be adding up to as much as I had expected...