Super Derp Strikes Again
So last night I was again unable to sleep, not because my brain was torturing me, this time, but because my body was acting like a five year old when confronted with nap time. I WILL STAY AWAKE AND WANT TO DO SILLY SHIT AND PUNISH YOU FOR *DARING* TO THINK THAT I NEED REST. A good time was had by all. I finally got to sleep at like 4:30 this morning, my alarm went off at 6 and 7 and 8 and I turned them all off, and then I had to get up at 8:15 to get ready for Job #1.
Of my two (or three) jobs, I would most like to quit Job #1. Of course, Job #1 is the one that gives me my only certain hours a week (16, like clockwork) *and* is the one with health insurance. Thus why I have not yet quit. Job #1 is the grocery store job I've been working for the last 6+ years; I love most of my coworkers there, but the management is another kettle of extremely stinky fish.
Today's drama started before noon.
Me: Nothing like righteous anger and a stupid manager to wake up an insomniac on shift.
Brittany: Lovely
Kayla: D:
Me: I got in trouble for having opinions. Lord voldemort is out in force today. I'm having a freaking excellent lunch, though, so that is helping.
Kayla: Diaf voldy
Brittany: Good. Ugh. You are not a robot, opinions are normal!
Me: Apparently opinions are meant only for "the breakroom or the office".
Brittany: How dare you *eyeroll*
Me: ...I said "Sometimes people baffle me" to my coworker. Apparently it was borderline offensive.
Brittany: That is like the least offensive thing ever!
Kayla: Wtf
Me: Yeah, that was my reaction.
I did *not* get written up (this time), but shit like this has been happening more and more often since Manager Jackass (my coworkers and I call him Lord Voldemort so we can complain about him behind his back) transfered in from another store.
And really, he wouldn't be so bad if he had even one redeeming quality that I could respect him for. If he was intelligent but bad with people, that would be understandable. If he was nice but inefficient, I would be way more happy to help him clean up his messes. If he had great ideas but poor execution, hey, we've all been there! Instead he's rude, sexist, tactless, hypocritical, and dumb, and I really don't feel like forgiving him for it. He does things like get on the intercoms and assume a lisp or a 'speech impediment' to announce trash call; he says things like "It's funny how someone with such a strong personality can be so [physically] weak" to my female coworker who raised three daughters on her own while going to college after divorcing her abusive fuck of a husband.
HE'S FUCKING INAPPROPRIATE. And then he butts in on my conversations with my coworkers, picks out random phrases, and says that I'm going to offend customers. I hope there's a special circle of hell in whatever religion he believes in for hypocrites and arrogant, mysogynistic bastards like him.
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Whew! Ok, I feel better now.
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Of my two (or three) jobs, I would most like to quit Job #1. Of course, Job #1 is the one that gives me my only certain hours a week (16, like clockwork) *and* is the one with health insurance. Thus why I have not yet quit. Job #1 is the grocery store job I've been working for the last 6+ years; I love most of my coworkers there, but the management is another kettle of extremely stinky fish.
Today's drama started before noon.
Me: Nothing like righteous anger and a stupid manager to wake up an insomniac on shift.
Brittany: Lovely
Kayla: D:
Me: I got in trouble for having opinions. Lord voldemort is out in force today. I'm having a freaking excellent lunch, though, so that is helping.
Kayla: Diaf voldy
Brittany: Good. Ugh. You are not a robot, opinions are normal!
Me: Apparently opinions are meant only for "the breakroom or the office".
Brittany: How dare you *eyeroll*
Me: ...I said "Sometimes people baffle me" to my coworker. Apparently it was borderline offensive.
Brittany: That is like the least offensive thing ever!
Kayla: Wtf
Me: Yeah, that was my reaction.
I did *not* get written up (this time), but shit like this has been happening more and more often since Manager Jackass (my coworkers and I call him Lord Voldemort so we can complain about him behind his back) transfered in from another store.
And really, he wouldn't be so bad if he had even one redeeming quality that I could respect him for. If he was intelligent but bad with people, that would be understandable. If he was nice but inefficient, I would be way more happy to help him clean up his messes. If he had great ideas but poor execution, hey, we've all been there! Instead he's rude, sexist, tactless, hypocritical, and dumb, and I really don't feel like forgiving him for it. He does things like get on the intercoms and assume a lisp or a 'speech impediment' to announce trash call; he says things like "It's funny how someone with such a strong personality can be so [physically] weak" to my female coworker who raised three daughters on her own while going to college after divorcing her abusive fuck of a husband.
HE'S FUCKING INAPPROPRIATE. And then he butts in on my conversations with my coworkers, picks out random phrases, and says that I'm going to offend customers. I hope there's a special circle of hell in whatever religion he believes in for hypocrites and arrogant, mysogynistic bastards like him.
----
Whew! Ok, I feel better now.
*
This entry was originally posted at http://scorpionvoices.dreamwidth.org/59796.html, where there are
comments.