"Is this my life?"
So I may or may not be getting fired on Thursday.
It's not a matter of me fucking up or something, it's that the owners of our store aren't willing to give us the labor hours we need. My boss is arguing for ten more so they can keep me, but I don't know if he's going to win. If he doesn't, I'll work five hours a week or a shift every other week, and it's pretty obvious that that is Not Acceptable and if it gets to that point it'll be easier to find another job.
This is sort of how management at this store has always worked (and I use "worked" in a very generous manner), so I'm not surprised. It's more of an annoyance, because now I might have to deal with going to job-hunt again.
I'm still doing that "Should I quit college or not?" thing, kind of obsessively. It's triggered by different, completely illogical things ("I like reading this book! Obviously I'm an academic!", "Someone gets better grades than me? Well clearly I'm meant to wait tables all my life, goddammit") and I know they're irrational but I keep throwing myself into them fully. I hate being depressed. I can't make any sensible decisions at all right now.
It's not a matter of me fucking up or something, it's that the owners of our store aren't willing to give us the labor hours we need. My boss is arguing for ten more so they can keep me, but I don't know if he's going to win. If he doesn't, I'll work five hours a week or a shift every other week, and it's pretty obvious that that is Not Acceptable and if it gets to that point it'll be easier to find another job.
This is sort of how management at this store has always worked (and I use "worked" in a very generous manner), so I'm not surprised. It's more of an annoyance, because now I might have to deal with going to job-hunt again.
I'm still doing that "Should I quit college or not?" thing, kind of obsessively. It's triggered by different, completely illogical things ("I like reading this book! Obviously I'm an academic!", "Someone gets better grades than me? Well clearly I'm meant to wait tables all my life, goddammit") and I know they're irrational but I keep throwing myself into them fully. I hate being depressed. I can't make any sensible decisions at all right now.