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Sep 20, 2012 21:19


So I have a few things to rant about:

1: My alternator belt broke. I guess that's not really a rant, because it's pretty easy to fix but my brother is putting up such a bitchfit about it that I decided to just do it myself and see how it goes. I left my car at my sister's so if I need help, I'll probably just ask Dean. My brother demanded payment and told me to make his crappy band's website and I DON'T KNOW WHY PEOPLE KEEP ASKING ME TO MAKE THEM WEBSITES. I don't do websites! I make graphics for fun! THATS IT. I'm basically absolutely terrible at making anything resembling websites. STOP IT.

2:  I found out that the new hire I was working with this week gets paid $2 more than me an hour. I get that he has more experience than what I started out with, but he has EQUAL experience to me now. So what the fuck. I deserve to get paid on par with a BRAND NEW HIRE I think. I'm not really sure what the hell I'm supposed to do about it though. I mean, I'm not good at confrontation and I just know they'll make up some bullshit excuse about experience or something. Let's face it: I'm a girl.

2a: I'm sick to SHIT of the guys giving me a hard time for not being able to lift as much as they can. I'm sorry, you know where you have pectoral muscles? I have HUGE BOOBS. Have you seen my flabby ass arms? It's not like I don't TRY to lift things, but sometimes I need help, quit giving me such a hard time about it! It's constantly reiterated that you should never lift more than you can handle, so WHY DO THEY DO THIS TO ME ALL THE TIME. I couldn't lift a piece of scaffolding because it was too big (not too heavy, just too big for my teeny tiny arms) and the supervisor was giving me shit. He's like, "Are you getting tired? It's still morning!" and I just wanted to punch him. No, I'm not tired, I'm physically incapable of carrying that piece of equipment without hurting myself.

Needless to say, I carried it to shut him up, but it was extremely awkward and difficult and embarrassing. I fucking hate it when they do this to me. I just want to shout at them, I GET PAID $2 LESS THAN A BRAND NEW EMPLOYEE, FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE. If I'm going to get paid "like a girl" I'm going to fucking work like a girl because you're all assholes. I hate it because the guys can clearly see that I TRY my hardest. I always TRY. I'm sorry I can't keep up with someone who has been shovelling rock all summer. I've been sitting in my car for the summer, I even TOLD you guys that. I'm sorry I'm out of shape? IDK I'm just tired of getting flack at EVERY job site because heaven forbid I don't want to lift more than 50lbs (which is the most we're even ALLOWED to lift alone!)

3: There was honestly something else but I can't remember it now. I'll probably think of it later. Mostly lots of work irritation. Oh, and I had to drive one of my coworkers to work every morning, but do I get ANY sort of compensation for it? No. Fuckers.

Edit: Oh, I thought of something else: You know what, don't give me shit for not working when the guys keep cutting me off and doing everything you wanted me to do (or whatever - even you do it.) "Jami, grab that box." I go to grab it and one of the other guys snakes in and grabs it. Okay, whatever, if you want to lift the box that's fine with me - but don't give me shit for something I can't control! I'm sorry the guys think I'm utterly incapable of doing things or helping. I offered to help carry furniture up to the second floor of a building, EXACTLY THE WAY THEY WERE DOING, but no. The next time I hear "Jami, grab that pallet." And one of the other guys grabs it before I have a chance and I get shit for it? I am going to fucking lose it.

My job is physically strenuous but it's honestly not stressful or hard - until the guys at work start treating me like a pair of useless tits. The stupid thing is I know they don't do it on purpose, it's like ingrained in them to do this shit, so I can't get mad at the guys when they do it (well, I can, but it honestly does zero good and just makes them think I'm being a "bitch"), it just infuriates me that I'm the one who gets yelled at and shat on because of it. 
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