BLAH
8 freaking hours of standing up and doing shipping. i sit down for a few while doing an easy package and the boss (who was away at a picnic) comes in and laughs at how freaking lazy i am. and when i complain that i'm tired/sore from STANDING all day he's like well we're all tired. and then he's disappointed i've only done 15 packages. >_< well i have to deal with customers who come in to the store too you know. and he's never helpful or helps or EVER has my coworker help or even freaking do it. how the fuck am i supposed to do 45 packages (from comics/dvds to RUGS and 80pc china) in 8 HOURS?! it's not my job, i don't care that our shipper is out for a few weeks do to back problems. i have my OWN back problems. and since i dind't finish i have to do it tomorrow also... only 14 packages that should be done in 1.5 hrs MY ASS. i cried all the way home cause that's how tired i was. my joints are achy.. i haven't had the energy to do hmwk... this is ridiculous. i wanna quit but i need money...and i don't actually want to have to go through the act of quitting cause i have to give two weeks notice (lest i just say fuck it and email them and just not go into work and let them keepy my check). last two jobs ended cause i graduated and the store closed, so no me having to quit/get fired. just happened.