Jan 28, 2008 15:47
I really hate the effing YMCA right now...
But let me tell you: They sure know how to light a fire under a person's ass.
I'm in the process of reworking my entire life right now thanks to those fuckers.
So I tell Jaci I can pick up a shift Monday. She says she'll call me Friday evening. She doesn't. She doesn't call me Saturday. She doesn't call me Sunday. This morning I get a text from the head guard letting me know he just saw I'm on the schedule for today at noon. I am very unhappy. I call him to bitch them out for not calling me because now I have shit to do as I assumed I wasn't working. He is peeved because I am scheduled. I am peeved because I wasn't supposed to be scheduled, but offered to help, and no one called me to take me up on this offer. So now I'm in trouble??????
What???
And to top it all off he claims he called me to tell me about this Friday night, only I didn't get a text. I didn't get a call. I didn't get a voicemail, and there's no way he could have unless he's psychic because he texts me this morning saying, and I quote, "I just saw you were scheduled to work today at 12 and I wanted to let you know asap."
Fuckers...
I was going to hold out until May. I really was. And now...
Fuck them. I hate them all.
I realize I can be irresponsible but at least I can fess up to it.
*twitch. spasm*
Am I wrong? Is this okay to do? To say they'll call and then not do it until the very last minute when they know I live almost an hour away? It just doesn't seem very professional.
*grumble grumble*
Eat me...