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OK... i'm just gonna ramble on about my bad day cuz I have no one else to talk to about it... so if you honestly don't care, I understand and you can skip over this....
Right now, I hate my job, and I highly dislike my managers. I walk into work early, and ofcourse, it being a saturday and all, everyone is stressed out about how hectic it is. So I clock in early to help out a little. I'm thinkin... "ok, 3 parties. this should be easy, and I don't usually screw up anyway." SIKE!! I make one freaking mistake and everyones on my ass about it! So because i've been carrying this big load of crap on my shoulders for the past month because of crap at home, school... and just life in general, I break down. Right there. Right in front of all the customers and all my coworkers. How unprofessional!! Oh, and did I mention i'm the ugliest crier you'll ever see? Anyway, so I eventually suck it up and keep on with work. When my first party goes to pay, I get a freaking $5 tip! What the crap!? I worked my butt off and their bill was $265 so you can just imagine how much food I had to bring to that party. Freaking 5 boxes of pizza isn't exactly as light as a feather. My manager had to talk to my second party because supposedly we were over charging them. So she tells them it's ok, but that i'll be paying for the extra kid. Then she tells me that i'm not paying for the extra kid, but that I should have known better...and then after I say i'm sorry and thank her for not making me pay, she makes me feel like crap by saying "oh don't worry about it. i'm sure you're gonna get a big tip from this lady." WAH!!! So yup, you guessed it, I break down again. Then she tells me not to cry and that its not her fault that my hormones are raging. What the crap is that supposed to mean?!! Whatever, I got over that too, but lets just say the rest of my day wasn't any better. The party ended up NOT tipping me. So I work my butt off thinking "hopefully i'll get atleast ten bucks from my third party." SIKE!! They tipped me $7 bucks, which isn't so bad and they were really nice, but it sucks when you work your butt off and only get tipped $12 for a whole day of work. It's really not about the money like everyone at work seemed to think so. It's just that when you only get $12 from three whole parties, you feel like you suck, which I know its not true. The whole crying thing was unnecessary, but i've been going through a lot. No one loves me, and my family is being really retarded(as usual). So yeah... now my back hurts, I have a headache and my eyes hurt from crying. I am kinda over it now, I mean, no more tears or anything like that, but I just had to get it off my chest somehow... thank God for livejournal.lol
Sorry guys, I know you didn't exactly check your livejournal to read about my bad day, but it was something I had to do... We all have our days... Sorry again. Love you all!
~Jessica :)
Right now, I hate my job, and I highly dislike my managers. I walk into work early, and ofcourse, it being a saturday and all, everyone is stressed out about how hectic it is. So I clock in early to help out a little. I'm thinkin... "ok, 3 parties. this should be easy, and I don't usually screw up anyway." SIKE!! I make one freaking mistake and everyones on my ass about it! So because i've been carrying this big load of crap on my shoulders for the past month because of crap at home, school... and just life in general, I break down. Right there. Right in front of all the customers and all my coworkers. How unprofessional!! Oh, and did I mention i'm the ugliest crier you'll ever see? Anyway, so I eventually suck it up and keep on with work. When my first party goes to pay, I get a freaking $5 tip! What the crap!? I worked my butt off and their bill was $265 so you can just imagine how much food I had to bring to that party. Freaking 5 boxes of pizza isn't exactly as light as a feather. My manager had to talk to my second party because supposedly we were over charging them. So she tells them it's ok, but that i'll be paying for the extra kid. Then she tells me that i'm not paying for the extra kid, but that I should have known better...and then after I say i'm sorry and thank her for not making me pay, she makes me feel like crap by saying "oh don't worry about it. i'm sure you're gonna get a big tip from this lady." WAH!!! So yup, you guessed it, I break down again. Then she tells me not to cry and that its not her fault that my hormones are raging. What the crap is that supposed to mean?!! Whatever, I got over that too, but lets just say the rest of my day wasn't any better. The party ended up NOT tipping me. So I work my butt off thinking "hopefully i'll get atleast ten bucks from my third party." SIKE!! They tipped me $7 bucks, which isn't so bad and they were really nice, but it sucks when you work your butt off and only get tipped $12 for a whole day of work. It's really not about the money like everyone at work seemed to think so. It's just that when you only get $12 from three whole parties, you feel like you suck, which I know its not true. The whole crying thing was unnecessary, but i've been going through a lot. No one loves me, and my family is being really retarded(as usual). So yeah... now my back hurts, I have a headache and my eyes hurt from crying. I am kinda over it now, I mean, no more tears or anything like that, but I just had to get it off my chest somehow... thank God for livejournal.lol
Sorry guys, I know you didn't exactly check your livejournal to read about my bad day, but it was something I had to do... We all have our days... Sorry again. Love you all!
~Jessica :)