rumblings of the last couple of days.....
okay,
here's what somewhat new with me....
today i treated myself to mcdonalds breakfast. I figured that i've been pretty good with saving money and stuff...and breakfast for $4.....that's pretty good.
I'm also treating myself because i survived last week at work. Speaking of which, tonight I must make sure that i get up early enough to get cheese, sour cream, and onion. I owe Bee at work, Matt's famous/infamous perogies. I promised her that I'd make them for her because she stayed late one day last week. She's usually out of there @ 9pm, and didn't leave until almost 1am to help me get caught up. The thing with Bee is, she's worked there forever, and she knows her stuff. But also, they don't give her extra hours at all. If she works thirty hours over each week, she won't get paid for it. If she did, she'd never go home i think.
Bee was also the one who trained me. When i first started there, she would threaten to hit me with a ruler. A. used to laugh and tease me, but bee's like 6foot four.
A gentle giant though. Although the first couple of days, the ruler thing is kind of scary. Now it's a joke that we tell to scare the new people.
Barb came in last night, for the first time since wednesday. She looks a little healthier but if you ask me she could still use at least another week or two off work.
I mentioned this to my boss this morning, as i had a talk with her about other things as well. She told me that she needs barb, and basically can't authorize her to any extra time off, no matter how sick barb got. This is the company that i work for. A company that will run its employees into the ground, get them sick, and then ask them for more. I told her that i was still exhausted from working by myself last week. She looked at me and said "but you're only working forty hours". Yes. Thank you. While you work 15 hours of the forty that you're here, I actually worked the forty and did about 200 hours of work. Please feel free to go fuck yourself.
She also told me that hiring for my shift is last priority. Thanks, I appreciate that more. Fucking lie to me. Tell me that you've got 15 trainees lined up. It's going to take a while to get them trained but they are warm bodies. Not that we are the last priority. We're looking for something to keep us going. Sorry, you're just not a priority isn't going to help. At least acknowledge the fact that we are working our fucking asses off. I'm so tired right now, I swear I'd turn down sex. Well maybe not that tired, but just one level below that.
Also, I can get thursday off with pay if i so desire because it's easter weekend. I'm pretty sure A. is working this weekend, still have to doublecheck or i might make a sarnia run. If she is working, as much as i'd like to stay home and get paid to masturbate, I think i'll take the double time.
I think that's it for me.
Can't wait until june. And thank you for telling me that it all still feels so new. You're a sweetie. I love you.
here's what somewhat new with me....
today i treated myself to mcdonalds breakfast. I figured that i've been pretty good with saving money and stuff...and breakfast for $4.....that's pretty good.
I'm also treating myself because i survived last week at work. Speaking of which, tonight I must make sure that i get up early enough to get cheese, sour cream, and onion. I owe Bee at work, Matt's famous/infamous perogies. I promised her that I'd make them for her because she stayed late one day last week. She's usually out of there @ 9pm, and didn't leave until almost 1am to help me get caught up. The thing with Bee is, she's worked there forever, and she knows her stuff. But also, they don't give her extra hours at all. If she works thirty hours over each week, she won't get paid for it. If she did, she'd never go home i think.
Bee was also the one who trained me. When i first started there, she would threaten to hit me with a ruler. A. used to laugh and tease me, but bee's like 6foot four.
A gentle giant though. Although the first couple of days, the ruler thing is kind of scary. Now it's a joke that we tell to scare the new people.
Barb came in last night, for the first time since wednesday. She looks a little healthier but if you ask me she could still use at least another week or two off work.
I mentioned this to my boss this morning, as i had a talk with her about other things as well. She told me that she needs barb, and basically can't authorize her to any extra time off, no matter how sick barb got. This is the company that i work for. A company that will run its employees into the ground, get them sick, and then ask them for more. I told her that i was still exhausted from working by myself last week. She looked at me and said "but you're only working forty hours". Yes. Thank you. While you work 15 hours of the forty that you're here, I actually worked the forty and did about 200 hours of work. Please feel free to go fuck yourself.
She also told me that hiring for my shift is last priority. Thanks, I appreciate that more. Fucking lie to me. Tell me that you've got 15 trainees lined up. It's going to take a while to get them trained but they are warm bodies. Not that we are the last priority. We're looking for something to keep us going. Sorry, you're just not a priority isn't going to help. At least acknowledge the fact that we are working our fucking asses off. I'm so tired right now, I swear I'd turn down sex. Well maybe not that tired, but just one level below that.
Also, I can get thursday off with pay if i so desire because it's easter weekend. I'm pretty sure A. is working this weekend, still have to doublecheck or i might make a sarnia run. If she is working, as much as i'd like to stay home and get paid to masturbate, I think i'll take the double time.
I think that's it for me.
Can't wait until june. And thank you for telling me that it all still feels so new. You're a sweetie. I love you.