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hurricanes bring my friends home!
so i have officially decided that i no longer like my job. sean is starting to get on my nerves more and more. i work 40 hours a week and the only reason i have two days off is because i have school those two days of the week. this morning i was tired and i suppose i wasnt working as fast as i normally do at 8am and when sean sent me on break he said "and when you come back, you need to work faster. what you got done today, in the time it took you to do it, is pathetic." you know what, when i close and i am about to leave at night, sean comes out and checks to makes sure every little thing is done, he walks around to every table and checks to make sure its wipped off, checks the trash cans to see if the box theyre in is wipped out and makes me do ice and even checks to see if the cheese shakers on the tables are all facing the same way! when he closes with the boys he doesnt make them do anything! when i got in this morning all of the tables were dirty, trash hadnt gone out, the ice was empty, the trash can up front didnt even have a bag in it but it was almost totally full of trash, so i had the fun task of getting the trash out. there was still FOOD left on the counter, and dishes left out that needed to be washed...oh and guess who would get to wash those dishes... yeah. so i had to do all of that crap this morning before i got to start on the things that i need to really do when i open in the morning.
i hope he catches syphilis.
so i have officially decided that i no longer like my job. sean is starting to get on my nerves more and more. i work 40 hours a week and the only reason i have two days off is because i have school those two days of the week. this morning i was tired and i suppose i wasnt working as fast as i normally do at 8am and when sean sent me on break he said "and when you come back, you need to work faster. what you got done today, in the time it took you to do it, is pathetic." you know what, when i close and i am about to leave at night, sean comes out and checks to makes sure every little thing is done, he walks around to every table and checks to make sure its wipped off, checks the trash cans to see if the box theyre in is wipped out and makes me do ice and even checks to see if the cheese shakers on the tables are all facing the same way! when he closes with the boys he doesnt make them do anything! when i got in this morning all of the tables were dirty, trash hadnt gone out, the ice was empty, the trash can up front didnt even have a bag in it but it was almost totally full of trash, so i had the fun task of getting the trash out. there was still FOOD left on the counter, and dishes left out that needed to be washed...oh and guess who would get to wash those dishes... yeah. so i had to do all of that crap this morning before i got to start on the things that i need to really do when i open in the morning.
i hope he catches syphilis.