I'm gonna buy this place and burn it down...
So Teaopia has gone somewhat downhill. I was hired for full time work, but I was averaging around 30 hrs a week, or just over. That didn't bother me too much, though, because I was still making more than enough money to support myself and buy myself nice things.
The week before last, though, Laura (manager) quit, or something. The district manager, Brenda, brought in Eric, a manager who'd been training at our store, prepping for his own store which is opening later this summer. Well, first of all, everyone who works at our store hates Eric. But we all knew it was going to be temporary, until they hired a manager for our store. Brenda also hired a couple new trainees, because two of the girls are going away for a couple months, and one of the guys will be off for a month this summer.
Well, that's all fine and dandy. But someone please explain to me why I - a FULL-TIME EMPLOYEE - have only 10 hours this week, and only 14 next week. And please explain to me why Rebecca, who is supposed to be a part-timer, has 20 and 28 hours, respectively. To top it off, I was too frustrated to write down my schedule for next week, but thinking about it when I got home, I'm pretty sure they scheduled me for the only three days I have ever booked off. And no other days. But I didn't know that when I was there, or at least it didn't occur to me.
I asked Sara, who's supposed to be taking over scheduling, why this happened; all she could say to me was that Brenda still had pull over the schedule and was telling her that this was how the hours should be laid out. She added that I should talk to Brenda about it, and "suck up". My conversation with Brenda went something like this:
Me: "I just wanted to express my concern over the hours in next week's schedule. I understand that a lot has been changing lately, and we're in a transitional period, so if this is just going on for the next couple weeks, then it isn't an issue for me, but I was hired here as full time, and I wanted to make sure that I'm still going to be able to get that."
Brenda: "Well, you were only hired about two months ago, so you're still a probationary employee, and it's important that we distribute hours this way so I can make sure everyone's trained. Eric is taking up a lot of hours now, and Eden and Will need to be here a lot. You just have to make sure you're supporting Sara, do what Sara needs you to do; put yourself out front instead of standing back, and the hours will follow if you're supporting Sara."
I couldn't even continue the conversation after that because I was so frustrated I'd either burst into tears or punch her in the ovaries. Basically, Sara blamed Brenda and Brenda laid the responsibility on Sara. And I don't feel like I've been "hanging back" or whatever - I'm always friendly to customers; even if I'm helping someone else, I make sure to acknowledge every customer. I make drinks, I close all the fucking time. I can handle the store alone. I'm probably the only employee who's never late. And this is how I'm being treated? I don't even know why. And Naira is trying to convince me that I shouldn't look for another job; she thinks they'll come around, but I actually can't afford to sit around and wait for them to realize I'm valuable.
I just wish I'd known this in April when I was job hunting! Not only have all the university students picked up most of the jobs, but the high school kids are now busy collecting the rest. This is balls.
The week before last, though, Laura (manager) quit, or something. The district manager, Brenda, brought in Eric, a manager who'd been training at our store, prepping for his own store which is opening later this summer. Well, first of all, everyone who works at our store hates Eric. But we all knew it was going to be temporary, until they hired a manager for our store. Brenda also hired a couple new trainees, because two of the girls are going away for a couple months, and one of the guys will be off for a month this summer.
Well, that's all fine and dandy. But someone please explain to me why I - a FULL-TIME EMPLOYEE - have only 10 hours this week, and only 14 next week. And please explain to me why Rebecca, who is supposed to be a part-timer, has 20 and 28 hours, respectively. To top it off, I was too frustrated to write down my schedule for next week, but thinking about it when I got home, I'm pretty sure they scheduled me for the only three days I have ever booked off. And no other days. But I didn't know that when I was there, or at least it didn't occur to me.
I asked Sara, who's supposed to be taking over scheduling, why this happened; all she could say to me was that Brenda still had pull over the schedule and was telling her that this was how the hours should be laid out. She added that I should talk to Brenda about it, and "suck up". My conversation with Brenda went something like this:
Me: "I just wanted to express my concern over the hours in next week's schedule. I understand that a lot has been changing lately, and we're in a transitional period, so if this is just going on for the next couple weeks, then it isn't an issue for me, but I was hired here as full time, and I wanted to make sure that I'm still going to be able to get that."
Brenda: "Well, you were only hired about two months ago, so you're still a probationary employee, and it's important that we distribute hours this way so I can make sure everyone's trained. Eric is taking up a lot of hours now, and Eden and Will need to be here a lot. You just have to make sure you're supporting Sara, do what Sara needs you to do; put yourself out front instead of standing back, and the hours will follow if you're supporting Sara."
I couldn't even continue the conversation after that because I was so frustrated I'd either burst into tears or punch her in the ovaries. Basically, Sara blamed Brenda and Brenda laid the responsibility on Sara. And I don't feel like I've been "hanging back" or whatever - I'm always friendly to customers; even if I'm helping someone else, I make sure to acknowledge every customer. I make drinks, I close all the fucking time. I can handle the store alone. I'm probably the only employee who's never late. And this is how I'm being treated? I don't even know why. And Naira is trying to convince me that I shouldn't look for another job; she thinks they'll come around, but I actually can't afford to sit around and wait for them to realize I'm valuable.
I just wish I'd known this in April when I was job hunting! Not only have all the university students picked up most of the jobs, but the high school kids are now busy collecting the rest. This is balls.