I need to get a job in computers... Like... Now.
Work is screwing me over royally. I originally transferred there under the impression that I would be working 11:30 am - 7:30 pm, and only doing, at most, one or two closings a month as needed. However... As of late, I've been having my hours cut [I went from 40 hours a week, to 37, and now down to 27-34 hours a week]. I need 35 hours to be considered full-time. But even more as of late [talking 2 months or so] I've been forced to take on closing the Subway side at least 2 days a week. This week, I close 3 times.
I'm the only one pulling in an income right now... And that's 9.00 an hour. I get paid weekly, and have to pay a good 85-90 in medical/dental/social security/state tax. So basically, I'm pulling in 216.00 a week if I get 34 hours... But like I said, as of late, I've been lucky to pull in 180, and sometimes even less. Now, I have myself, Andrea, and 2 cats to take care of. There have been times where we couldn't even afford to go grocery shopping because we didn't have the money. And why didn't we have the money? Because jackasses at work seem to bend for others but not for me.
They bend for people that they hate, or know don't do their jobs... But to bend for me? Oooh Noooo, heaven forbid they should make things work for someone who has been with the company for 2.5 years. Longer than most they've been bending for. I pull my weight, I get my job done. Instead of realizing the work I do for them, they fuck me over.
I would like nothing more than to just call them up right now and say "Yeah, It's Ashley, FUCK YOU I QUIT!" I'm just so tired of busting my entire body and mind for them. I want to quit, to screw them over as much as they've screwed me over. I want to be out of here, to start anew. I want to get stabilized and return a success and spit in the faces of everyone who has ever just disrespected me, who never bothered to try for me, or do anything for me.
I want to be gone from this place, and if I had my wish it'd be as soon as physically possible. Which would be tomorrow. I just wouldn't show up for my shift, and if they called I'd just ignore them. If they called later, as I was leaving the state I'd say "Shouldn't have fucked me over. I'm gone, I'm out, have fun floundering!"
I'm really hoping this move to Vegas happens soon. I just want to be happy, and be able to be proud of working somewhere and proud of doing a good job. I force myself to do a good job thinking "Maybe they'll comment on something I did? Maybe they'll be thankful?" Nope. The only people who have ever been truly thankful for the work I do are the two I get along great with. Brianna and Garnet. They've been awesome, and every time I work mid-shift they are always so thankful for the work I do. It feels nice to get praised and thanked. Sam, the Subway manager, is nice and all, but... I can't help but feel like she sees me as inferior to everyone else. In fact, I know it.. When I talked to her about my schedule she said to me "Well everyone's been here for a year or even two, so it wouldn't be fair to them." I wanted to choke her so badly and say "I've been working this shit job for 6 months shy of 3 years... So if you want to go into seniority, you damn well fucking realize that fast."
I'm just sick of the bullshit her and Tiffany and Lindsay [Holiday manager] pull. I mean, seriously to be so fucking rude as to say "I need you for the evening shifts Thurs-Sunday, there's nothing I can do unless we drop you down to part-time." How fucking convenient that it includes the days that I've been wanting off for months now. [either Thurs-fri or Fri-Sat].
Anyway, Andrea has given me some hope in that she asked me if I'd be ready to move out of here right now. I hope to god that we can be out of here by the end of the month! [And give a big Fuck You to Sam to see that I didn't show up for my shift on Halloween! XD]
I'm the only one pulling in an income right now... And that's 9.00 an hour. I get paid weekly, and have to pay a good 85-90 in medical/dental/social security/state tax. So basically, I'm pulling in 216.00 a week if I get 34 hours... But like I said, as of late, I've been lucky to pull in 180, and sometimes even less. Now, I have myself, Andrea, and 2 cats to take care of. There have been times where we couldn't even afford to go grocery shopping because we didn't have the money. And why didn't we have the money? Because jackasses at work seem to bend for others but not for me.
They bend for people that they hate, or know don't do their jobs... But to bend for me? Oooh Noooo, heaven forbid they should make things work for someone who has been with the company for 2.5 years. Longer than most they've been bending for. I pull my weight, I get my job done. Instead of realizing the work I do for them, they fuck me over.
I would like nothing more than to just call them up right now and say "Yeah, It's Ashley, FUCK YOU I QUIT!" I'm just so tired of busting my entire body and mind for them. I want to quit, to screw them over as much as they've screwed me over. I want to be out of here, to start anew. I want to get stabilized and return a success and spit in the faces of everyone who has ever just disrespected me, who never bothered to try for me, or do anything for me.
I want to be gone from this place, and if I had my wish it'd be as soon as physically possible. Which would be tomorrow. I just wouldn't show up for my shift, and if they called I'd just ignore them. If they called later, as I was leaving the state I'd say "Shouldn't have fucked me over. I'm gone, I'm out, have fun floundering!"
I'm really hoping this move to Vegas happens soon. I just want to be happy, and be able to be proud of working somewhere and proud of doing a good job. I force myself to do a good job thinking "Maybe they'll comment on something I did? Maybe they'll be thankful?" Nope. The only people who have ever been truly thankful for the work I do are the two I get along great with. Brianna and Garnet. They've been awesome, and every time I work mid-shift they are always so thankful for the work I do. It feels nice to get praised and thanked. Sam, the Subway manager, is nice and all, but... I can't help but feel like she sees me as inferior to everyone else. In fact, I know it.. When I talked to her about my schedule she said to me "Well everyone's been here for a year or even two, so it wouldn't be fair to them." I wanted to choke her so badly and say "I've been working this shit job for 6 months shy of 3 years... So if you want to go into seniority, you damn well fucking realize that fast."
I'm just sick of the bullshit her and Tiffany and Lindsay [Holiday manager] pull. I mean, seriously to be so fucking rude as to say "I need you for the evening shifts Thurs-Sunday, there's nothing I can do unless we drop you down to part-time." How fucking convenient that it includes the days that I've been wanting off for months now. [either Thurs-fri or Fri-Sat].
Anyway, Andrea has given me some hope in that she asked me if I'd be ready to move out of here right now. I hope to god that we can be out of here by the end of the month! [And give a big Fuck You to Sam to see that I didn't show up for my shift on Halloween! XD]