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i quit my job!!
i put in a schedule request for this week specifically saying "i can only work monday, wednesday, and sunday." and they scheduled me for tuesday, thursday, friday, and sunday. well, i had already made plans to have my birthday breakfast party thing on tuesday morning and we had planned to go over to my dad's house in the evening to have christmas with him and his wife and everyone else. thursday is my eighteenth birthday and there's no way i'm going to spend it checking out dog food for eight hours. friday is christmas eve and my grandmother is coming into town.
everyone else got the hours off that they requested, but for some reason it was a big deal when i went to the store manager and said, "i'm scheduled on my birthday," as soon as i saw next week's schedule. he was like "uh, well, you could come in at 7am and take adreanne's shift instead of coming in at noon if you want.." and i walked out of his office. they don't have enough cashiers to work and somehow that's my fault. so i left a note on friday night saying "i put in my schedule request and i can still only work those days. i'd be happy to work those days because i have other obligations on the other ones. leave me a note or call me and let me know what you decide."
i went in to work yesterday and sandy, one of the other managers, was in the break room when i walked in. she said, "as soon as i finish eating we'll have to talk about your schedule because we don't have anyone else to work on thursday--you'll have to come in." and again, i just looked at her and walked out without responding.
i was at the register, i'd been there for about 45 minutes, and she called me back to her office to discuss the schedule. to make a long story short, she said that on my initial request, i hadn't stated specific dates so the boss didn't know what i was talking about. i tried to explain that i come in every week and write one for the following week and there haven't been problems with that before. she kept repeating, "amanda, what i'm telling you is we have no one else." and i kept trying to tell her that i was not going to be able to come in, it was my birthday, i had family in town. it ended with me saying, "well, i guess i'll just have to quit." i'd been waiting to say that for a while. she was like, "oh, well i'd hate for that to happen.." i'm pretty sure i caught her offguard. but i hate working there and i hate the fact that because i'm one of the responsible people there, i'm treated harsher. my friend david was "sick" all last week while he was really visiting his girlfriend at college and they don't do anything about that. but when i tell them honestly what's going on, it's inexcusable.
so, i told her again that i was quitting. she asked if i wanted to finish my shift, which was eight more hours, and i asked if i had to. she said, "no, but we'd prefer you to stay." and i said, "well i'd rather go." and i got to go home! the whole situation is so unlike me, but they really left me with no other choice. i'm not in dire need of money right now, i'm about to turn eighteen and i can apply at borders or barnes&noble, and i hate the place anyway. i didn't see any point of continuing to be stressed out about whether or not i had to work all week and not get to finish my shopping or spend time with my sister. so i just left. and i realize how horrible it is to quit the week before christmas, but they deserve it. now they really don't have anyone to come in.
mwahahahaha. i'm very happy and so much more relaxed. when i tell everyone that i quit my job, they give me a high five . i think that's a sign that i really did need to leave.
i put in a schedule request for this week specifically saying "i can only work monday, wednesday, and sunday." and they scheduled me for tuesday, thursday, friday, and sunday. well, i had already made plans to have my birthday breakfast party thing on tuesday morning and we had planned to go over to my dad's house in the evening to have christmas with him and his wife and everyone else. thursday is my eighteenth birthday and there's no way i'm going to spend it checking out dog food for eight hours. friday is christmas eve and my grandmother is coming into town.
everyone else got the hours off that they requested, but for some reason it was a big deal when i went to the store manager and said, "i'm scheduled on my birthday," as soon as i saw next week's schedule. he was like "uh, well, you could come in at 7am and take adreanne's shift instead of coming in at noon if you want.." and i walked out of his office. they don't have enough cashiers to work and somehow that's my fault. so i left a note on friday night saying "i put in my schedule request and i can still only work those days. i'd be happy to work those days because i have other obligations on the other ones. leave me a note or call me and let me know what you decide."
i went in to work yesterday and sandy, one of the other managers, was in the break room when i walked in. she said, "as soon as i finish eating we'll have to talk about your schedule because we don't have anyone else to work on thursday--you'll have to come in." and again, i just looked at her and walked out without responding.
i was at the register, i'd been there for about 45 minutes, and she called me back to her office to discuss the schedule. to make a long story short, she said that on my initial request, i hadn't stated specific dates so the boss didn't know what i was talking about. i tried to explain that i come in every week and write one for the following week and there haven't been problems with that before. she kept repeating, "amanda, what i'm telling you is we have no one else." and i kept trying to tell her that i was not going to be able to come in, it was my birthday, i had family in town. it ended with me saying, "well, i guess i'll just have to quit." i'd been waiting to say that for a while. she was like, "oh, well i'd hate for that to happen.." i'm pretty sure i caught her offguard. but i hate working there and i hate the fact that because i'm one of the responsible people there, i'm treated harsher. my friend david was "sick" all last week while he was really visiting his girlfriend at college and they don't do anything about that. but when i tell them honestly what's going on, it's inexcusable.
so, i told her again that i was quitting. she asked if i wanted to finish my shift, which was eight more hours, and i asked if i had to. she said, "no, but we'd prefer you to stay." and i said, "well i'd rather go." and i got to go home! the whole situation is so unlike me, but they really left me with no other choice. i'm not in dire need of money right now, i'm about to turn eighteen and i can apply at borders or barnes&noble, and i hate the place anyway. i didn't see any point of continuing to be stressed out about whether or not i had to work all week and not get to finish my shopping or spend time with my sister. so i just left. and i realize how horrible it is to quit the week before christmas, but they deserve it. now they really don't have anyone to come in.
mwahahahaha. i'm very happy and so much more relaxed. when i tell everyone that i quit my job, they give me a high five . i think that's a sign that i really did need to leave.