complaint
Dear Campbell's Chunky Soup that eats like a meal --
This letter is in regards to a $1.84 bowl of your sirloin burger with country vegetables soup that I recently purchased at a fine establishment run by 'the man'. I am writing to inform you of the gross oversight on the part of your sirloin burger technicians when this bowl of soup was manufactured. I only had 3 sirloin burger circles in my soup. The country vegetables seem to be running the show here. I didn't buy the soup because it was called Country Vegetables with sirloin burger. I want my soup chock full of mini flame broiled sirloin burgers made from kangaroo cock because God knows I paid for them.
That is all. Please, in the future, be more conscious of the type and quantity of ingredients placed into your soup bowls otherwise you may be accused of false advertising.
I'm so glad that had nothing to do with anything and that I shared it with you. Most of the time my soup is so full of fake meat that I want to barf, but tonight, I wanted the fake meat and there was like NOTHING IN THERE. Ugh.
Wal-Mart is disappointing me. They are breaking all promises made to me before i accepted the position of 'personal bitch of the general public'. I'm floating. I accepted the position because it was a PERMANENT full time position. No floating. I'm working over 80 hours a pay period. I was not to be worked more than 80 hours per pay period while training. I am working shifts longer than 8 hours. I was not to be worked over 8 hours a day so that I could study for my tests. I am working whatever hours I'm told. I was to work 9-5 monday thru friday. I am working weekends sometimes. I was not to have to work weekends because my set scheduled is monday thru friday 9-5. I am not getting all the time off I need to study for my boards, like promised. I took a 2 hour lunch yesterday to run errands and got paid for it. Yeah that's right Wal-Mart. Eat me. Let's not even get into my pay issues. They only shorted me like 1400 dollars on my first check and still haven't payed me for it.
So today I went to the gigantic town of Lebanon MO (60 miles from my home store) to be a glorified technician. It wasn't bad. They were kinda slow which was nice, since not once did I feel super stressed with the need to kill people. Tomorrow I go back to Lebanon for another fun filled 9 hour day (11 if you count commute time). Then Friday I get to go to Buffalo MO which I hear is teeny tiny and today they only filled 80 scripts all day. So spread out 80 scripts over 9 hours and feel my pain.
At least I have the weekend off! YAY! I think I might get my hair and nails done just for shits and giggles. I need to take Saders back to the vet and get her a booster shot and have her left over stitches pulled out. She's got this new annoying habit of bringing me a pink ball in the middle of the night and yowling for about 45 minutes about it. I'm not quite sure what she's doing, but it is irritating as hell.
So there's a very boring update for you to peruse or just skip over. I need to go to bed. I'm freaking tired.
I want pants that say 'help me' every time you unzip the fly.
This letter is in regards to a $1.84 bowl of your sirloin burger with country vegetables soup that I recently purchased at a fine establishment run by 'the man'. I am writing to inform you of the gross oversight on the part of your sirloin burger technicians when this bowl of soup was manufactured. I only had 3 sirloin burger circles in my soup. The country vegetables seem to be running the show here. I didn't buy the soup because it was called Country Vegetables with sirloin burger. I want my soup chock full of mini flame broiled sirloin burgers made from kangaroo cock because God knows I paid for them.
That is all. Please, in the future, be more conscious of the type and quantity of ingredients placed into your soup bowls otherwise you may be accused of false advertising.
I'm so glad that had nothing to do with anything and that I shared it with you. Most of the time my soup is so full of fake meat that I want to barf, but tonight, I wanted the fake meat and there was like NOTHING IN THERE. Ugh.
Wal-Mart is disappointing me. They are breaking all promises made to me before i accepted the position of 'personal bitch of the general public'. I'm floating. I accepted the position because it was a PERMANENT full time position. No floating. I'm working over 80 hours a pay period. I was not to be worked more than 80 hours per pay period while training. I am working shifts longer than 8 hours. I was not to be worked over 8 hours a day so that I could study for my tests. I am working whatever hours I'm told. I was to work 9-5 monday thru friday. I am working weekends sometimes. I was not to have to work weekends because my set scheduled is monday thru friday 9-5. I am not getting all the time off I need to study for my boards, like promised. I took a 2 hour lunch yesterday to run errands and got paid for it. Yeah that's right Wal-Mart. Eat me. Let's not even get into my pay issues. They only shorted me like 1400 dollars on my first check and still haven't payed me for it.
So today I went to the gigantic town of Lebanon MO (60 miles from my home store) to be a glorified technician. It wasn't bad. They were kinda slow which was nice, since not once did I feel super stressed with the need to kill people. Tomorrow I go back to Lebanon for another fun filled 9 hour day (11 if you count commute time). Then Friday I get to go to Buffalo MO which I hear is teeny tiny and today they only filled 80 scripts all day. So spread out 80 scripts over 9 hours and feel my pain.
At least I have the weekend off! YAY! I think I might get my hair and nails done just for shits and giggles. I need to take Saders back to the vet and get her a booster shot and have her left over stitches pulled out. She's got this new annoying habit of bringing me a pink ball in the middle of the night and yowling for about 45 minutes about it. I'm not quite sure what she's doing, but it is irritating as hell.
So there's a very boring update for you to peruse or just skip over. I need to go to bed. I'm freaking tired.
I want pants that say 'help me' every time you unzip the fly.