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Yesterday was horrible. Not only is work a total shambles with respect to how it's being run, but it's beginning to look like it might become a very unpleasant place to be, which is a shame because my colleagues have always been one of the main reasons I enjoy working there. Yesterday, however, after I had dragged myself out of bed at 6.30am to be there for 8, I just felt like I didn't want to be there. Once again, we were understaffed, meaning customers were waiting for longer than they should've been, leading to my workmates starting to piss each other off. I was observing this from the kitchen, where I was working yesterday, but it was affecting everyone in some way. Around noon, Michelle -- the girl who is currently working the other kitchen shift at the weekends -- decided that she was handing in her notice. So she finished what she was doing and went straight to our manager to tell her that she'd had enough. I don't blame her, but I wasn't thinking about what was inevitably going to happen next; and sure enough, within ten minutes of Michelle's return, my manager approached me to inform me that I would be required to work both my weekend shifts in the kitchen. I was doing the company a big favour by committing to work one, but putting me in there on both days is taking the fucking piss just a little. This means that the contract which I signed is now completely void; it's useless -- nothing on it is relevant, anymore. There's something wrong with that, and the fact that they don't want to hire another chef.
I started to feel quite ill in the early afternoon, and by about 2pm, I really just wanted to go home. I had a splitting headache on the right side of my head -- which I'm still feeling right now -- and I didn't want to eat anything all day. I went to bed at 9.30 last night, and I called in sick this morning because I don't feel well enough to deal with the shit. I still haven't eaten since Friday evening. And I honestly think it's because of how much pressure they think it's suitable to put us under at work. Michelle went back to tell our manager some of the reasons why she was leaving, since seemingly they wouldn't just accept her decision ... and to cut a long and unbelievably bitchy story short, the last thing I said to her was that if I was her, I wouldn't even come back to work my week's notice. I'm no lawyer, but I know that she has absolutely no obligation whatsoever to go anywhere near the place again, on the basic grounds of professional misconduct. For a hugely successful, independent department store, they certainly don't have much idea of how to run a business. I'm wondering if anything will change when they're taken over by House of Fraser, but I doubt it. The very fact that I found out about that while having a cup of tea and watching BBC News says it all.
Been reading Steinbeck's 'Cannery Row' in bed in an effort to cheer myself up. It's worked, amazingly. What a great book.
Happy birthday to Shelle! <3
I started to feel quite ill in the early afternoon, and by about 2pm, I really just wanted to go home. I had a splitting headache on the right side of my head -- which I'm still feeling right now -- and I didn't want to eat anything all day. I went to bed at 9.30 last night, and I called in sick this morning because I don't feel well enough to deal with the shit. I still haven't eaten since Friday evening. And I honestly think it's because of how much pressure they think it's suitable to put us under at work. Michelle went back to tell our manager some of the reasons why she was leaving, since seemingly they wouldn't just accept her decision ... and to cut a long and unbelievably bitchy story short, the last thing I said to her was that if I was her, I wouldn't even come back to work my week's notice. I'm no lawyer, but I know that she has absolutely no obligation whatsoever to go anywhere near the place again, on the basic grounds of professional misconduct. For a hugely successful, independent department store, they certainly don't have much idea of how to run a business. I'm wondering if anything will change when they're taken over by House of Fraser, but I doubt it. The very fact that I found out about that while having a cup of tea and watching BBC News says it all.
Been reading Steinbeck's 'Cannery Row' in bed in an effort to cheer myself up. It's worked, amazingly. What a great book.
Happy birthday to Shelle! <3