Professionalism
So our regionman told us our store will close soon since we suck so bad (unless we fix it in two months). What's really bad is the delivery time, it's absolute shit. Basically a lot of people are also fucking up, except few people, I'm one of the few people who actually fucking works. Which is cool, looks good on me. But yeah, we're worst in the city. Customers hate us. Apparently that's where the hate has been coming from all along.
But we've been sucking for as long as the new manager has been here, make him pay for this crap. Also if we sucked so damn bad for so damn long, why wait until the last minute? You dumbass idiot.
Our ristorante sucks monumentally. And apparently just for aforementioned reasons. Still though, these customers aren't capable of appreciating service anyway. Maybe the world is just like that, who knows? It's insane. This all went down yesterday morning at a surprise meeting I found out about Friday evening. I was beyond pissed since I knew it was a meeting I shouldn't have been at anyway, it didn't involve me or the few good.
But I showed up anyway, albeit out of uniform. Because I wasn't scheduled to work that day, it was Saturday and by God that's how it is. I showed up classy af, because it's nice to show someone you're a real damn person with a personality and feelings. Although regionman made it clear they don't care about their workers, many people were pissed about that, and understandably so.
We all know that the upcoming eval is going to be fucking bad. Everyone is looking for work because we know it's just the end coming. Maybe this is all for the better, as company culture is toxic (and I hate to use that word). But it's truly so bad it deserves a label that is currently used by society as a whole to describe just that. When the end comes, and it will come.
The brave veteran workers who slaved to make the place run, and new hires who have no idea what they signed up for (as I was once) - will all be fired. The store will close, and life will go on. Will regionman care? No, he'll move onto the next dumpsterfire. And we'll all be left in the dust or with better work that doesn't rob us of our dignity and self worth.
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I'm glad when I left, my very special friend picked me up so we could do breakfast and head off to the furmeet. Much fun was had with miniature golf, photo ops, laser tag, and an arcade. We all had so much fun and if that hadn't happened this weekend, I would just be walking around like a piece of shit projecting my negativity on everyone possible.
To my special friend, you make my life brighter and I always await the times we get to spend together. I have my best friends, but you are this special friend who I feels so much more different about. You make me feel things I never expected. I like it. Let's keep doing what we do.
Signing off for now,
- pics-stuff
But we've been sucking for as long as the new manager has been here, make him pay for this crap. Also if we sucked so damn bad for so damn long, why wait until the last minute? You dumbass idiot.
Our ristorante sucks monumentally. And apparently just for aforementioned reasons. Still though, these customers aren't capable of appreciating service anyway. Maybe the world is just like that, who knows? It's insane. This all went down yesterday morning at a surprise meeting I found out about Friday evening. I was beyond pissed since I knew it was a meeting I shouldn't have been at anyway, it didn't involve me or the few good.
But I showed up anyway, albeit out of uniform. Because I wasn't scheduled to work that day, it was Saturday and by God that's how it is. I showed up classy af, because it's nice to show someone you're a real damn person with a personality and feelings. Although regionman made it clear they don't care about their workers, many people were pissed about that, and understandably so.
We all know that the upcoming eval is going to be fucking bad. Everyone is looking for work because we know it's just the end coming. Maybe this is all for the better, as company culture is toxic (and I hate to use that word). But it's truly so bad it deserves a label that is currently used by society as a whole to describe just that. When the end comes, and it will come.
The brave veteran workers who slaved to make the place run, and new hires who have no idea what they signed up for (as I was once) - will all be fired. The store will close, and life will go on. Will regionman care? No, he'll move onto the next dumpsterfire. And we'll all be left in the dust or with better work that doesn't rob us of our dignity and self worth.
...
I'm glad when I left, my very special friend picked me up so we could do breakfast and head off to the furmeet. Much fun was had with miniature golf, photo ops, laser tag, and an arcade. We all had so much fun and if that hadn't happened this weekend, I would just be walking around like a piece of shit projecting my negativity on everyone possible.
To my special friend, you make my life brighter and I always await the times we get to spend together. I have my best friends, but you are this special friend who I feels so much more different about. You make me feel things I never expected. I like it. Let's keep doing what we do.
Signing off for now,
- pics-stuff