What a week. First off, I’d like to acknowledge Laurie’s comment on a previous post:
Challenges, schmallenges. Laurie - misfortunes, misadventures, bad days, they all “sell” babe. It’s either that or I change my header photo to the nude picture of me eating grapes. Trust me, no one wants to see that mess. So… that leaves bitching, moaning, complaining and general ranting.
Monday evening I came home to find that our Google account had been hacked. Yeah some ass wipe out of Germany sent spam email to all my contacts. Rant #1.
Rant #2: Today was supposed to be my day off. BUT at 11am yesterday my boss tells me he’s got to cover for a guy at another store who had a death in the family. So in other words, I’d have to come to work. I told my boss I was EXTREMELY unhappy. I emphasized it. I went on to helping customers. Boss man leaves at 12, I’m by myself. He calls me about the day off situation. I let him have it. I said things:
“I’m so pissed off right now it’s probably not the best time to talk.” He persisted. OK. “I start working my ass of in this shit hole of a mess place. You work me 60 hours a week which doesn’t include the “lunch time” you people (yeah I said that) immorally deduct for the lunch hours your employees don’t even take. Then, when my day off rolls around I have to drive a frickin’ hour each way to unlock some doors because you guys don’t have a key and can’t get your shit together. (Yes, I said that). You continue to walk all over me while I’ve been short handed since I started and all you want is more. I gotta go, I have customers waiting and it’s only me.”
A while later he called back and said he rearranged his schedule so I could have Friday off.
I was gutsy but you know something, if I let them walk all over me, they’ll obviously continue to do so. I was looking for a job when I found this one, and I can certainly look again.
So now, today my boss calls me and reminds me I should be “flexible” about time off yet later makes another comment about how many hours (lower than I’m working now) ideally I should work. Maybe if I had had a couple of my mid-week days off I wouldn’t bitch about 1 or 2 here and there. Maybe I could leave early here and there to make up for it? Ugh.
I hate to say this...
ReplyDeleteDo you NEED this job?
Is it worth all the headaches and mistreatment and lack of respect and crappy work conditions and long drive?
No, we'd probably be able to make it. We're just starting to be able to replenish our savings and that's such a great feeling.
ReplyDeleteGarret, I'm proud of you for standing up for yourself! He should have payed you to come to the office on your day off-an hours wages AND gas mileage! It's too bad that some employers just don't appreciate the people who work for them. Obviously this little shit doesn't appreciate you. But then again..I don't think he can afford to lose you either. Put in for a big raise friend! To make up for your lost lunch hour. Now THAT would be fairer. Hugs-I'm thinking about you.
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Yay!!!! I made the blog!!!!
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