I hate that deli.
I hate the deli.
I hate it so much.
I only like the deli when I close with Rachel, so far... this has only happened twice.
When I got back from my 5 day trip, I knew I had to work 8-4 Wednesday... 12-8 Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. I was prepared for this. Partially because I knew that I would have Sunday off. I've never ever worked a Sunday. Well, the new schedules came out yesterday... and I'm working 5- close Sunday, 8-4 Monday, 12-8 Tuesday. My first day off is Wednesday, meaning I've been working 8 hours a day for 7 days in a row... is that even legal?
Granted, I welcome money with open arms, which is why I'm working. But my main thing is that I wanted this to be a part time job, I didn't want this deli work to consume my summer so I did nothing but work. So far, all I've been doing is working. This sucks, I hate it. Even when I'm not working, I'm freaking exhausted and I can't go out when other people are because I'm tired... AND I have to get up early and work the next morning. I was going to bed last night at midnightish when I recieved a text message from my friend..."Party tonight! Come!" And all I could think is, yeah right... I have to go to bed.
What has become of me?!?! I hate to work. My summer is slipping away. If I'm working this much on the next schedule, I'm quitting.
Honestly, the saddest part of all of this is that I want to go back to school SOOO badly just so I won't have to work in that damn deli anymore.
I hate it so much.
I only like the deli when I close with Rachel, so far... this has only happened twice.
When I got back from my 5 day trip, I knew I had to work 8-4 Wednesday... 12-8 Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. I was prepared for this. Partially because I knew that I would have Sunday off. I've never ever worked a Sunday. Well, the new schedules came out yesterday... and I'm working 5- close Sunday, 8-4 Monday, 12-8 Tuesday. My first day off is Wednesday, meaning I've been working 8 hours a day for 7 days in a row... is that even legal?
Granted, I welcome money with open arms, which is why I'm working. But my main thing is that I wanted this to be a part time job, I didn't want this deli work to consume my summer so I did nothing but work. So far, all I've been doing is working. This sucks, I hate it. Even when I'm not working, I'm freaking exhausted and I can't go out when other people are because I'm tired... AND I have to get up early and work the next morning. I was going to bed last night at midnightish when I recieved a text message from my friend..."Party tonight! Come!" And all I could think is, yeah right... I have to go to bed.
What has become of me?!?! I hate to work. My summer is slipping away. If I'm working this much on the next schedule, I'm quitting.
Honestly, the saddest part of all of this is that I want to go back to school SOOO badly just so I won't have to work in that damn deli anymore.