Work rant!
Dec. 10th, 2007 11:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darkdragonoftheneverEnjoy the long rant. I know I feel better getting all of this off my chest.
So. I hate weekends. I work my butt of for seemingly nothing and always, always am screwed over. Friday night wasn't too bad, we actually had people. *shock and awe* But Saturday was the fun one. Everything seemed to be going fine until about 11, when Terri's babysitter called and said her kid was throwing up. Okay, so we're down a person. Nothing out of the ordinary since we haven't worked a full shift on a weekend since Matt went to days, the other Mat took Saturdays off, and James moved to another state.
So, 12 rolls around, and Amanda gets a call. It's her babysitter saying that now her kid's throwing up as well. So, she says she can stay until 2, which gives us over system shutdown, which was a bitch as always. People, you can't use credit cards when the machines are down. I'm sorry, bu there's nothing I can do that will magically bring the machines back up. I don't feel sorry for you since it's obvious you didn't listen when I said 'I can only accept cash right now' so don't be expecting free food. Get over yourself. Oh, and to the jackasses that were stoned off their asses, no, I don't want you to have my number. *coughs* Anyway, so her and Heather, who has stayed 2 hours over, leave. That just leave me and my manager alone in he store until 6 when the morning crew got in.I was so happy that I got all my crap done.
Sunday was a bitch too. Everyone left at 10, as soon as I punched in, not even bothering to see what I needed. Most of the dishes hadn't been taken back yet, I had no food in the cabnients, and had a rush that lasted until 1. Yeah, thanks people who wanted to beat the rain and ice. I hope a few of you crashed. *cough* sevendoublecheesburgerguys *cough* So, my back's killing me, I have a crap load to do, and barely any time to do it. I was not a happy camper. Luckily, Judy took pity on me since we had another person in the store, a manager in training, and she was able to take my spot as I got breakfast ready, up, and going at 4. I had most of my stuff done too, even had the orange juice brought up, which I don't usually do until 5. And I had the floors done, breakfast brought up, and everything ready to go.
So I got to trek home at 4 in the morning, almost getting hit by 2 jackasses in drive thru and slipping 10 times in Crystal Gardens parking lot. I mean, there was salt, in neat little piles that I got to kick around and hope by the time I made my way there the ice wasn't that bad. u__u' I was so happy when I got home, I don't even remember what time I fell into my bed and crashed. I was out like a light.
So, that was my 'wonderful' weekend. I swear, if I had to put up with Mel and the morning crew's shit, I would have bust a nut, and seeing as I don't have any, that would be quite an accomplishment.
I feel a lot better now. ^___^
i love ranting psycho
So. I hate weekends. I work my butt of for seemingly nothing and always, always am screwed over. Friday night wasn't too bad, we actually had people. *shock and awe* But Saturday was the fun one. Everything seemed to be going fine until about 11, when Terri's babysitter called and said her kid was throwing up. Okay, so we're down a person. Nothing out of the ordinary since we haven't worked a full shift on a weekend since Matt went to days, the other Mat took Saturdays off, and James moved to another state.
So, 12 rolls around, and Amanda gets a call. It's her babysitter saying that now her kid's throwing up as well. So, she says she can stay until 2, which gives us over system shutdown, which was a bitch as always. People, you can't use credit cards when the machines are down. I'm sorry, bu there's nothing I can do that will magically bring the machines back up. I don't feel sorry for you since it's obvious you didn't listen when I said 'I can only accept cash right now' so don't be expecting free food. Get over yourself. Oh, and to the jackasses that were stoned off their asses, no, I don't want you to have my number. *coughs* Anyway, so her and Heather, who has stayed 2 hours over, leave. That just leave me and my manager alone in he store until 6 when the morning crew got in.I was so happy that I got all my crap done.
Sunday was a bitch too. Everyone left at 10, as soon as I punched in, not even bothering to see what I needed. Most of the dishes hadn't been taken back yet, I had no food in the cabnients, and had a rush that lasted until 1. Yeah, thanks people who wanted to beat the rain and ice. I hope a few of you crashed. *cough* sevendoublecheesburgerguys *cough* So, my back's killing me, I have a crap load to do, and barely any time to do it. I was not a happy camper. Luckily, Judy took pity on me since we had another person in the store, a manager in training, and she was able to take my spot as I got breakfast ready, up, and going at 4. I had most of my stuff done too, even had the orange juice brought up, which I don't usually do until 5. And I had the floors done, breakfast brought up, and everything ready to go.
So I got to trek home at 4 in the morning, almost getting hit by 2 jackasses in drive thru and slipping 10 times in Crystal Gardens parking lot. I mean, there was salt, in neat little piles that I got to kick around and hope by the time I made my way there the ice wasn't that bad. u__u' I was so happy when I got home, I don't even remember what time I fell into my bed and crashed. I was out like a light.
So, that was my 'wonderful' weekend. I swear, if I had to put up with Mel and the morning crew's shit, I would have bust a nut, and seeing as I don't have any, that would be quite an accomplishment.
I feel a lot better now. ^___^
i love ranting psycho
