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There is this girl I see once in a while. Her name is Danny... I have been calling her Billie. I think that I knew her name was Danny. Not sure if I spent two months calling her the wrong name, or randomly started recently. It is weeks at a time I don't see her.
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Monday: I was in the back of a golf-cart a few times. Driver (Assistant Manager) started racing through the parking lot weaving around light poles. Then mentioned the one good thing about this place is driving the golf carts around. I said "No. The one good thing about this place is you don't have to worry about breaking rules. The worst could happen is you get fired." I spent seven years telling this lady that I do not want to be there. They know I am not there by choice and try to test me every week to see if it changed.
It is getting better. I no longer get the feeling of "If I die before Monday, I don't have to go back." nor the feeling of "There is no highlight to my week to make it worth being around Monday."
Seems like no matter what I do, they still want me. Everything they ask for gets done quickly and without big drawn out discussion of details. They don't get that with the other guys. I make it clear that I will not smile nor be nice. Go in, do the job, get out as soon as possible.
Things I do, that I can't at the other place:
-Never in work uniform. One day I wore a Hawaiian shirt the entire nine hours.
-Ran a golf cart into a wall on my first day, in front of the GM.
-Take a paid lunch break every shift... just get in my car and leave without telling anyone.
-Sometimes I just leave and go to the store without saying anything.
-Slalom racing in the back of a golf cart, as mentioned earlier.
-Usually spend a few hours near the end of my shift napping, or throwing a basketball in the hoop over my office door.
-Never put a lock on the machines before going on them. Often don't bother to turn them off.
None of this stuff is really bad. I just lack the imagination to do anything major. I don't really want to get fired. It isn't bad once I am there. It is the thinking about having to go, when I am not there, that kills me.
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Monday: I was in the back of a golf-cart a few times. Driver (Assistant Manager) started racing through the parking lot weaving around light poles. Then mentioned the one good thing about this place is driving the golf carts around. I said "No. The one good thing about this place is you don't have to worry about breaking rules. The worst could happen is you get fired." I spent seven years telling this lady that I do not want to be there. They know I am not there by choice and try to test me every week to see if it changed.
It is getting better. I no longer get the feeling of "If I die before Monday, I don't have to go back." nor the feeling of "There is no highlight to my week to make it worth being around Monday."
Seems like no matter what I do, they still want me. Everything they ask for gets done quickly and without big drawn out discussion of details. They don't get that with the other guys. I make it clear that I will not smile nor be nice. Go in, do the job, get out as soon as possible.
Things I do, that I can't at the other place:
-Never in work uniform. One day I wore a Hawaiian shirt the entire nine hours.
-Ran a golf cart into a wall on my first day, in front of the GM.
-Take a paid lunch break every shift... just get in my car and leave without telling anyone.
-Sometimes I just leave and go to the store without saying anything.
-Slalom racing in the back of a golf cart, as mentioned earlier.
-Usually spend a few hours near the end of my shift napping, or throwing a basketball in the hoop over my office door.
-Never put a lock on the machines before going on them. Often don't bother to turn them off.
None of this stuff is really bad. I just lack the imagination to do anything major. I don't really want to get fired. It isn't bad once I am there. It is the thinking about having to go, when I am not there, that kills me.