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So I've been good today. I'm nearly done cleaning my room, did my laundry and made a awesome lasagna. I figured today would be a good day, but apparently I need to get out of that dream.
I went to work to get my check and a money order for my rent, and found out from one of my co-workers in the coffee bar that she got 32 hours and another girl below me got 40.
This fucking pisses me off, because I'm above BOTH of them, and got only 24 fucking hours.
I'm tired of this happening to me. Regardless if this is done on accident or intentionally, I'm fucking tired of it. I'm tired of being told to bend over and enjoy it. I talked to the store director today (because the assistant is a dumb fuck) and he said he would fix it, but if it doesn't get fix, I'm calling the Union, and they BETTER fucking do something about it. I don't pay them fifty dollars a month so they can sit on their fucking fat asses.
Number of times I used fuck: five SIX. since I had to use it again to write this useless tidbit.
I went to work to get my check and a money order for my rent, and found out from one of my co-workers in the coffee bar that she got 32 hours and another girl below me got 40.
This fucking pisses me off, because I'm above BOTH of them, and got only 24 fucking hours.
I'm tired of this happening to me. Regardless if this is done on accident or intentionally, I'm fucking tired of it. I'm tired of being told to bend over and enjoy it. I talked to the store director today (because the assistant is a dumb fuck) and he said he would fix it, but if it doesn't get fix, I'm calling the Union, and they BETTER fucking do something about it. I don't pay them fifty dollars a month so they can sit on their fucking fat asses.
Number of times I used fuck: five SIX. since I had to use it again to write this useless tidbit.