A letter to MT
Dear Medieval Times,
Remember the good old days? Remember when you were the best job I'd ever had (including that one babysitting gig where I got paid to go see a movie) and I was thrilled at the idea of going to work? Well, all that has changed. You have become a hell hole.
Yes, when I got home this evening, I did not merely relax in from of SNL, I got Wyatt with me and started sending out resumes for any other job I could find. Even ones I'm not fully qualified for. Because I hate you now. You used to be wonderful, but then you fired all of my friends, promoted the undeserving, made stupid price changes and gave us the worst manager known to man.
Not only has the quality of the people who I have to work with gone down (although admittedly, this could be just because they are new and I do not play well with others) but there is nothing to be enthusiastic about. It used to be all "good job today guys! I ordered a pizza!" Or ""Top seller? Free tickets to a movie for you" Or my favourite "Awesome work today Katie, take this pony!" But now it's all "Great job guys. See you tomorrow." There's nothing we get if we do well, so why bother even trying.
Oh and when one of your employees doesn't get paid, and you say you have the forms for her to sign to correct this error, GIVE HER THE FUCKING FORMS. Don't avoid her and make her talk to your boss about it, because although I would relish in it if that fact got you fired, I don't really want to be that person and sink to what, in my mind, is your level.
In conclusion, Shape Up MT. You used to be great and now you're just the piles of shit the squires have to deal with.
Triple heart, Katie
Remember the good old days? Remember when you were the best job I'd ever had (including that one babysitting gig where I got paid to go see a movie) and I was thrilled at the idea of going to work? Well, all that has changed. You have become a hell hole.
Yes, when I got home this evening, I did not merely relax in from of SNL, I got Wyatt with me and started sending out resumes for any other job I could find. Even ones I'm not fully qualified for. Because I hate you now. You used to be wonderful, but then you fired all of my friends, promoted the undeserving, made stupid price changes and gave us the worst manager known to man.
Not only has the quality of the people who I have to work with gone down (although admittedly, this could be just because they are new and I do not play well with others) but there is nothing to be enthusiastic about. It used to be all "good job today guys! I ordered a pizza!" Or ""Top seller? Free tickets to a movie for you" Or my favourite "Awesome work today Katie, take this pony!" But now it's all "Great job guys. See you tomorrow." There's nothing we get if we do well, so why bother even trying.
Oh and when one of your employees doesn't get paid, and you say you have the forms for her to sign to correct this error, GIVE HER THE FUCKING FORMS. Don't avoid her and make her talk to your boss about it, because although I would relish in it if that fact got you fired, I don't really want to be that person and sink to what, in my mind, is your level.
In conclusion, Shape Up MT. You used to be great and now you're just the piles of shit the squires have to deal with.
Triple heart, Katie