I got into work today feeling like shit, and then my coworker comes over to me and says, “Hey, Ben is pissed. He took you off the schedule for three weeks. I just wanted to give you fair warning, and I’m sorry.”
Um, excuse me?! I’m off the schedule for THREE. WEEKS. Not only can I not fucking afford that … but seriously, changing the schedule to punish me for changing the schedule? I am so ready to quit oh my fucking god. Except I really don’t want to because he’s the only one I can’t stand there, and I hardly see him, ever, and he’s leaving in four or so weeks so, ugh. I might just go to him and explain everything and ask to be put on the schedule because I need money. To pay for fucking school and a car and my every day things. Seriously. How can he do this to someone in good conscious? Write me up if you’re so mad, don’t completely take me off the schedule. I can deal with you being angry at me and even yelling at me, but for one, it isn;t even my fault. You’re punishing me FOR BEING SICK AND MISSING WORK TO GO TO THE DOCTOR. You’re punishing me for getting someone to cover my shifts that I couldn’t make it to because they were AGAINST MY AVAILABILITY. I babysit Monday nights, I have a child in my care, I cannot leave this child unattended. I have told you this, you said you understood, yet you continued to schedule me Monday nights. And then call me and yell at me for not taking my job seriously because I continuously get my shifts covered?! I seriously fucking wonder why I have to keep doing that. Um, is it maybe because you keep scheduling me for days I can’t work?!
Fuck you, fuck you, and fuuuuck you.
So I babysat these kids tonight, and they happen to be the little brothers of one of my good friends. And plus I work for their mom and serve at events and stuff. Okay so, their mom got home and had this guy with her and she was like suuuuper drunk. And she was supposed to drive me home but obviously couldn’t, so he did. And it was sufficiently awkward but I got over it. But she came with and ohmygod. The entertainment that followed. Holy Jesus.
All I have to say is, I fucking love this woman and wish it was socially acceptable for me to party with her.
And like, a block from my house she unbuckles her seatbelt, leans over to him, grabs his crotch and is all, “hmm, squishy.”
I got threatened to be fired if I called in sick or changed the schedule any more times, EVEN THOUGH whenever I have switched with someone else it’s because THEY wanted to, or my boss scheduled me for a day I said was against my availability. And I’ve probably only called in sick about 2 or 3 times since I’ve started working there. 5 months ago.
Anyway, I’m just gonna fucking walk into work today and throw up on my boss’s shoes, maybe he’ll see that I don’t fucking lie when I say I’m sick and throwing up everywhere. Maybe he’ll see why I can’t be around food. Maybe he’ll realize I;m nt the kind of person to just call in sick “because I feel like it.” Maybe he’ll see how much of a fucking idiot he is by threatening to fire me because I called in sick last Monday. ALSO A DAY i CAN’T WORK. Fucking dumb ass.
I’m sorry, I’m not usually this disrespectful towards a boss or manager but seriously … you’re an idiot. Do you even realize how many things I can sue you for if you fire me? You make us come in at dreadful times and make us clock out when we hit 8 hours and then clock back in an hour later so you don’t have to pay us overtime. God. I hate you. I’m so ready to quit. But I need money. And I need a job for more than 6 months. Ugh. Sooo glad he’s leaving for six months next month. Maybe something will change. Maybe he’ll never come back. Fucking hope so.









