Need to Vent about Work (part 1)
I've labeled this as part one because I'm sure there will be more vents.
I really have no one I can talk to, that won't take every word I said, and send it right back to my management team, so I've come here. My solitary place. My place where I really don't know anyone outside of the internet. Well...except for one, but she hasn't been on in years.
Anywho's, to start.
Sick and tired doesn't even begin to express how I feel about my job.
I'm soooo tired of it.
All of it.
I work on the floor, in Hardware, Housewares, Domestics, Furniture, and Fabrics and Crafts. Those are where I'm supposed to be. I help everywhere else. I was a cashier/service desk associate previously, so I help up at the front end a lot...A LOT, a lot. I am seriously up front everyday helping them out because my manager, my Store Manager, believes we don't need people. Her bonus money is so important to her that she refuses to hire people properly. So I have to go up there and help just because she won't hire cashiers.
There's no one on the floor half the time either. When they page people, they seriously take ALL the people on the floor, the two of us that there is, and leave my floor bare. And then, knowing we're up front, my management team STILL REFUSES TO HELP. Like, I'll hear them page a phone call for my department about 10 times because they aren't answering, and I'm on a register.
There's no reason that I have to continue to put my work and my customers on hold.
And ugh, there was so much I wanted to say and it's all gone right now. ;~;
I NEED TO VENT THOUGH XD
Oh well. I guess there's tomorrow. When I'm more calm and less angry.
Goodnight.