I fucking hate my job!
I am so pissed off right now. Let's run down a short list of just a few of the things I've had to deal with at work in the past week. I get my schedule last week, after requesting last weekend off and telling her I'd be out of state. I'm scheduled for Saturday. Call up the manager, I won't be here ALL weekend...I need this off. "Okay, no problem."
I go in on Friday right before leaving for Pennslyvania to get my paycheck so I had some money for the weekend. "Oh, it's not here AGAIN. And Fulton doesn't have it yet. You'll have to come back later."..."Well, I'm leaving for the weekend NOW, I can't come back later."..."Okay, well, we'll do some fucked up thing and take taxes out of your paycheck and give you less money than you earned."..."Fucking super. I love that I've worked in this company for 2 years and can't get my paycheck yet."
Sunday, I get home. Guess what? Snotty messages on my answering machine wondering where I was and why I wasn't at work. Ummmm...HELLO?!?!?!?! Remember discussing the fact that I would be out of town ALL weekend like 5 fucking times? Guess not. Moron.
Monday, I call to see if I was scheduled to work(even though I had requested it off, I was pretty sure that wouldnt happen). Nope, don't have to work. Great...go back to sleep. An hour later, they call and ask if I'll come in for someone. I said no. Fuck them. I don't care.
Next day, called in early again because this piece of shit girl who is never on time and always leaves early can't come in becuase she's buying a fucking puppy from the SPCA. Okay, I go. Whatever.
Today I come in, and I was scheduled to work 11-3 today and tomorrow. Well, they asked me to come in at 6am-2:30 tomorrow, because yet another lazy piece of shit employee can't be bothered to fucking work when they're scheduled. Fine, I'll do it. I am NOT pleased about this because I hate mornings more than anything.
So, I'm waiting for my shift to end so I can get home...3 oclock rolls around. No Erin. What a surprise. The girl has never been on time to work a day in her worthless life. She finally strolls in around 3:30. And not like rushing in as a normal person would be because they're a half an hour late. Nah, just talking to her friends outside, taking her time. Spends 10 minutes punching in in the back room. Finally makes her way to the counter....not a single fucking apology. No "Ooops. I'm late. Sorry..." Nothing. Just laughs and jokes around and acts like it's no big deal. Good thing I didn't have fucking plans. And it's not like this is a one time occurence. This happens every fucking day. I've waited for her for over a half hour at least 3 times now. And I've only worked at this store for a month!
Doing things to help people out, is not a big deal to me. But this is bullshit. And no one appreciates it if you do something for them. They'll just bitch about something else. I'm so sick of that place and I will be quitting soon. Fuck them all.
I go in on Friday right before leaving for Pennslyvania to get my paycheck so I had some money for the weekend. "Oh, it's not here AGAIN. And Fulton doesn't have it yet. You'll have to come back later."..."Well, I'm leaving for the weekend NOW, I can't come back later."..."Okay, well, we'll do some fucked up thing and take taxes out of your paycheck and give you less money than you earned."..."Fucking super. I love that I've worked in this company for 2 years and can't get my paycheck yet."
Sunday, I get home. Guess what? Snotty messages on my answering machine wondering where I was and why I wasn't at work. Ummmm...HELLO?!?!?!?! Remember discussing the fact that I would be out of town ALL weekend like 5 fucking times? Guess not. Moron.
Monday, I call to see if I was scheduled to work(even though I had requested it off, I was pretty sure that wouldnt happen). Nope, don't have to work. Great...go back to sleep. An hour later, they call and ask if I'll come in for someone. I said no. Fuck them. I don't care.
Next day, called in early again because this piece of shit girl who is never on time and always leaves early can't come in becuase she's buying a fucking puppy from the SPCA. Okay, I go. Whatever.
Today I come in, and I was scheduled to work 11-3 today and tomorrow. Well, they asked me to come in at 6am-2:30 tomorrow, because yet another lazy piece of shit employee can't be bothered to fucking work when they're scheduled. Fine, I'll do it. I am NOT pleased about this because I hate mornings more than anything.
So, I'm waiting for my shift to end so I can get home...3 oclock rolls around. No Erin. What a surprise. The girl has never been on time to work a day in her worthless life. She finally strolls in around 3:30. And not like rushing in as a normal person would be because they're a half an hour late. Nah, just talking to her friends outside, taking her time. Spends 10 minutes punching in in the back room. Finally makes her way to the counter....not a single fucking apology. No "Ooops. I'm late. Sorry..." Nothing. Just laughs and jokes around and acts like it's no big deal. Good thing I didn't have fucking plans. And it's not like this is a one time occurence. This happens every fucking day. I've waited for her for over a half hour at least 3 times now. And I've only worked at this store for a month!
Doing things to help people out, is not a big deal to me. But this is bullshit. And no one appreciates it if you do something for them. They'll just bitch about something else. I'm so sick of that place and I will be quitting soon. Fuck them all.