Management (comma) A Shitstorm (period)
So the GM of the store calls me and wakes me up at, say 7 pm. I'm told to get ready so we can get a beer at the bar. STOP.
At the bar-
He informs me that all my hours as manager have been cut down to none. I am now non-management and to get used to it.
I'm a bit embarrassed.
Was I that bad at my job?
What am I going to tell the people that I work with?
Ehh... I told my mother and she said it was probably for the better. Sure, I'm getting paid a dollar less but I don't have to carry around the bullshit responsibilities that I used to. AND I don't have to work the graveyard shift on weekends anymore. That's not so bad.
Either way, I'm a bit embarrassed and a bit upset that the latter part of my sandwich-making experience is not going to be in my favor. Maybe it is... Who knows...
It doesn't really matter anyway, I was going to look into working at the library before this ever happened.
At the bar-
He informs me that all my hours as manager have been cut down to none. I am now non-management and to get used to it.
I'm a bit embarrassed.
Was I that bad at my job?
What am I going to tell the people that I work with?
Ehh... I told my mother and she said it was probably for the better. Sure, I'm getting paid a dollar less but I don't have to carry around the bullshit responsibilities that I used to. AND I don't have to work the graveyard shift on weekends anymore. That's not so bad.
Either way, I'm a bit embarrassed and a bit upset that the latter part of my sandwich-making experience is not going to be in my favor. Maybe it is... Who knows...
It doesn't really matter anyway, I was going to look into working at the library before this ever happened.