Overworked/Underpaid
There is so much I can say about work right now and I'm not sure how to bring it all down into one little coherent entry. So I'm not even going to try.
What they say about one of highest causes of stress is a change in management at work is completely correct, oh my god! I had never experienced it til now! I realised it the other day when I went into work to only check my roster, but left feeling all jittery simply from the brief exchange I had with the new managers; analysing everything I said, wondering if it was the right thing to say, etc.
Got called into work last night. We were understaffed even with me. Without me they would have probably been better to crawl into the office and lie in the foetal position. It was Carnage. Big fuck ups, big time. And guess what the first thing I thought of this morning when I woke up was? Another big fuck up at work; I think my manager double charged a group for bowling, which is fine now, but likely to turn to shit when they get their credit card bill.
I'm not having the problems with the new venue manager that most people seem to have. Yes, I have switched on the PR big time, but I know who signs my payslips and it seems to have paid off, with her calling me her "Golden Girl" and wanting me to work as many shifts as possible. And she's taking care of me too; last night at work I was close to snapping point and she made me sit down and gave me a scotch and coke.
"Bethany, go have a break"
"Ok, just as soon as I've..."
"SIT, NOW! have a stiff drink"
The corporate sales department piss me off. They sit in their office answering phones and taking a commission, when they don't do shit, and I realised the other day that a good deal of the parties that go through to them *I* did the selling of. *I'm* the one who "sells" the parties, so to speak, by showing potential customers around and giving them all the information. New manager is talking about finding a way so we can get a cut of the parties we sell. I'll believe it when I see the money in my account, but at least she is aware of the problem.
Right. That's enough for now. I need to stop stressing about work and uni and try to relax more. I need to force myself to relax, which I know is a bit of a contradiction. I'm so fortunate that mum and dad still support me; university is counter productive to independent living. And that also makes me really angry.
What they say about one of highest causes of stress is a change in management at work is completely correct, oh my god! I had never experienced it til now! I realised it the other day when I went into work to only check my roster, but left feeling all jittery simply from the brief exchange I had with the new managers; analysing everything I said, wondering if it was the right thing to say, etc.
Got called into work last night. We were understaffed even with me. Without me they would have probably been better to crawl into the office and lie in the foetal position. It was Carnage. Big fuck ups, big time. And guess what the first thing I thought of this morning when I woke up was? Another big fuck up at work; I think my manager double charged a group for bowling, which is fine now, but likely to turn to shit when they get their credit card bill.
I'm not having the problems with the new venue manager that most people seem to have. Yes, I have switched on the PR big time, but I know who signs my payslips and it seems to have paid off, with her calling me her "Golden Girl" and wanting me to work as many shifts as possible. And she's taking care of me too; last night at work I was close to snapping point and she made me sit down and gave me a scotch and coke.
"Bethany, go have a break"
"Ok, just as soon as I've..."
"SIT, NOW! have a stiff drink"
The corporate sales department piss me off. They sit in their office answering phones and taking a commission, when they don't do shit, and I realised the other day that a good deal of the parties that go through to them *I* did the selling of. *I'm* the one who "sells" the parties, so to speak, by showing potential customers around and giving them all the information. New manager is talking about finding a way so we can get a cut of the parties we sell. I'll believe it when I see the money in my account, but at least she is aware of the problem.
Right. That's enough for now. I need to stop stressing about work and uni and try to relax more. I need to force myself to relax, which I know is a bit of a contradiction. I'm so fortunate that mum and dad still support me; university is counter productive to independent living. And that also makes me really angry.