ANOTHER WORK STORY. It seems like this is the only time when something exciting happens in my life. So yesterday, I went to chamber ensemble after class which is until 5:30. He let us go at 5 so I rushed to my job to go talk to my manager because we closed at six. I needed him to change my hours for Friday since I'm scheduled to be there at four and there is no way in hell I'm going to be there for four. Now Mike said we are going to be back by 3:30 but I don't want to chance it if we get back around four since we probably are not going to leave at exactly three and make it back at exactly three thirty. So thinking in terms of that, if we do get back between 3:30 and four, there is still the ride home on the southern state which at that point there most likely is traffic since it's a friday. So I won't get home til about 4:30/4:45 then. So I asked one of my bosses (not the creepy older one) if I can come in at six so that way when I get home from everything I can just relax for about an hour and then get ready and go to work. Well, he gave me the biggest fucking problem yesterday and started bitching at me about it. He was like "Why do you need to relax?, it's not my problem if your class is going to the city, blah blah blah." At the point I just wanted to punch him in the mouth. I know for a fact spending the whole day in the city is going to tire me out since I am not used to it. I never really go to the city at all or even for a whole day. I think I did go once for a date and I passed out on the train and the car ride back to my house. So I know I am going to be exhausted and sitting in traffic on the way home is going to make my mood worse. I don't see what the big fucking deal is if I came in at 6 to work until 9. I mean yeah, it's three hourse of work but the have me come in for an hour and a half tuesdays and thursday and work me all fucking weekend. I only have Mondays and Wed. off because of classes. So I really don't get much of a break between school, work, and cleaning out my basement since we are getting it redone. There's never just a momment where I can slow down from anything and relax except for in the morning before class which doesn't really help. My manager is such a fucking asshole. I do so much fucking shit for them and it's tiring me out. The one day I just need an hour to relax for a bit and slow down they can't fucking give it to me. It's fucking ridiculous. Sorry if I'm cursing so much but I'm just so angry at them that they can't give me any leeway. It's a good thing I am getting laid off soon. They I don't have to see/deal with their shit until next season.
Ugh that was a good relief of anger. =)
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