Pergatory?
My job sucks giant donkey balls.
Case in point:
1. Boss uses the comp at night to chat online with adultfriendfinder.com I have to check the keyboard every morning to make sure it's not sticky!He disappears for hours, leaves the hotel to go drinking.
2. I work with a bunch of lazy fucks who won't lift one incompetent finger to help me and are not held accountable for their lameness.
3. I have been forced to strip my employees down to 1 person per job catagory because the hotel I work for is in default and being sold. Consequently, they all hate their jobs.
4. I have to work 6 days a week for no reason other that they think they can make me. I have to fight for my days off.
5. My office cohabitant (only there because he refuses to move to his office on the 6th floor) smells like open ass. No, I'm not exaggerating.
6. I have done inventory 3 times in one week, just because the asshole assistant g-manager thinks it's funny to make my department do it. Only, I am the only sucker that actually has to do it. He is basically a sadist. He probably has a very tiny penis. Before I took this job, it used to be done once a month. Imagine the size of the inventory for a large downtown hotel.
7. I have no social life. I miss my friends. I miss being around people who have integrity and work ethic and I'm getting depressed about it. I work. I go home. I work. I go home. I work. I go home. You get the picture.
8. OH SO MANY MORE REASONS...
I want my sanity back.
Oh, yeah... I didn't quit yet because the asshole chef who's an amphetamine junkie got fired, so I thought stuff would get better, but silly me.... NO!
Case in point:
1. Boss uses the comp at night to chat online with adultfriendfinder.com I have to check the keyboard every morning to make sure it's not sticky!He disappears for hours, leaves the hotel to go drinking.
2. I work with a bunch of lazy fucks who won't lift one incompetent finger to help me and are not held accountable for their lameness.
3. I have been forced to strip my employees down to 1 person per job catagory because the hotel I work for is in default and being sold. Consequently, they all hate their jobs.
4. I have to work 6 days a week for no reason other that they think they can make me. I have to fight for my days off.
5. My office cohabitant (only there because he refuses to move to his office on the 6th floor) smells like open ass. No, I'm not exaggerating.
6. I have done inventory 3 times in one week, just because the asshole assistant g-manager thinks it's funny to make my department do it. Only, I am the only sucker that actually has to do it. He is basically a sadist. He probably has a very tiny penis. Before I took this job, it used to be done once a month. Imagine the size of the inventory for a large downtown hotel.
7. I have no social life. I miss my friends. I miss being around people who have integrity and work ethic and I'm getting depressed about it. I work. I go home. I work. I go home. I work. I go home. You get the picture.
8. OH SO MANY MORE REASONS...
I want my sanity back.
Oh, yeah... I didn't quit yet because the asshole chef who's an amphetamine junkie got fired, so I thought stuff would get better, but silly me.... NO!