It's been a bad bad day...
So everyone has a bad day now and then right? Not the sort of bad day where you think the world is out to get you (though that seems to happen a lot as well). No, I mean the sort of day where you just can't seem to get anything right.
I had one of those days.
The trick is, don't have them very often. I don't, in fact, this is the first time in a long time that I can remember. Of course, it was a day at work. Now, I get along with most people at the Hydey. There are 2 people I have to work with that are fucking morons, but that wasn't really an issue today. I get along with everyone, including the managers.
Today, I was late. About 15 minutes. Enough that feel bad about it, but not enough that I feel like I should beg for forgiveness. I do work pretty hard for that place. I'm usually early, and by that tack, I could say that I earnt a little bit of leeway. The big issue is that I didn't call in to say I was late.
Definately my fault. I knew I should have called. I didn't. My fault. The duty manager (not the bottleshop manager) calls me up to ask me what the deal is. Fair enough, I would and I have done the same thing. When I show up, I all I am told is "you should have called. You're lucky I don't give you a written warning". Ok. Fair enough. That was all that was pretty much said about it.
The rest of the day went from bad to worse, but that is no longer the issue. The issue is what happened at the end of the day.
The bottle-shop manager started as I finished. She had been told by the duty manager about what happened. As she should. But as we are signing off, I do the decent thing. I say, do you want me to write that I was late, or can I make it up another time? (As if I haven't already anyway?) The duty manager made me write I was late, and then got the bottlo manager to listen to him bitch about the lateness.
So the crux of the matter: I wasn't the only one having a bad day. The other guy was late too. And the duty manager decided to take out his bad mood on us by having a go at us. After the issue was settled.
I admit I fucked up today.
But I am feeling pretty fucking thankless right now. How much hard work do you have to do for a place only to have them bitch slap you the second you slip up?
Thank you Woolworths/ALH. You Cunts.
I had one of those days.
The trick is, don't have them very often. I don't, in fact, this is the first time in a long time that I can remember. Of course, it was a day at work. Now, I get along with most people at the Hydey. There are 2 people I have to work with that are fucking morons, but that wasn't really an issue today. I get along with everyone, including the managers.
Today, I was late. About 15 minutes. Enough that feel bad about it, but not enough that I feel like I should beg for forgiveness. I do work pretty hard for that place. I'm usually early, and by that tack, I could say that I earnt a little bit of leeway. The big issue is that I didn't call in to say I was late.
Definately my fault. I knew I should have called. I didn't. My fault. The duty manager (not the bottleshop manager) calls me up to ask me what the deal is. Fair enough, I would and I have done the same thing. When I show up, I all I am told is "you should have called. You're lucky I don't give you a written warning". Ok. Fair enough. That was all that was pretty much said about it.
The rest of the day went from bad to worse, but that is no longer the issue. The issue is what happened at the end of the day.
The bottle-shop manager started as I finished. She had been told by the duty manager about what happened. As she should. But as we are signing off, I do the decent thing. I say, do you want me to write that I was late, or can I make it up another time? (As if I haven't already anyway?) The duty manager made me write I was late, and then got the bottlo manager to listen to him bitch about the lateness.
So the crux of the matter: I wasn't the only one having a bad day. The other guy was late too. And the duty manager decided to take out his bad mood on us by having a go at us. After the issue was settled.
I admit I fucked up today.
But I am feeling pretty fucking thankless right now. How much hard work do you have to do for a place only to have them bitch slap you the second you slip up?
Thank you Woolworths/ALH. You Cunts.