So I found out yesterday morning that the reason my hours were cut was because I'm not 100% awesome when using the register. That's really their excuse. Which, okay. If I suck at the register, take me off of it. But don't take away my fucking shift because that just doesn't make sense.
Today I'm going to talk to the sort-of-manager and I will tell her that I don't want anything to do with the register. At all. Whether it's slow or not slow, I don't want to touch it. We'll see if they'll still take away my hours, because if they do, then it's just a personal problem they have with me.
I was super frustrated yesterday. My day was awful because all I could think about was this lame situation. And every time I thought of it, I got sick to my stomach. I hate worrying about this shit, I hate feeling stressed, and I hate that this is happening in the first place. I don't know how to really deal with this. Part of me doesn't want to care, but this situation is definitely personal and it's getting to me. I was applying for jobs all morning because if there's one thing I won't do is take this shit. I don't deserve it. I work hard, I'm great with the customers, and I do my job. I get frustrated but who wouldn't in my position? The entire thing is unprofessional and unwarranted, and I want out of there as soon as possible.
My family agrees and they're willing to support me while I get this shit settled. I want to sit here and type every little thing about this situation but it would take me a long time and I'm lazy. I work 4-10. Hopefully I leave feeling a lot better than I do now. Wish me luck.
Today I'm going to talk to the sort-of-manager and I will tell her that I don't want anything to do with the register. At all. Whether it's slow or not slow, I don't want to touch it. We'll see if they'll still take away my hours, because if they do, then it's just a personal problem they have with me.
I was super frustrated yesterday. My day was awful because all I could think about was this lame situation. And every time I thought of it, I got sick to my stomach. I hate worrying about this shit, I hate feeling stressed, and I hate that this is happening in the first place. I don't know how to really deal with this. Part of me doesn't want to care, but this situation is definitely personal and it's getting to me. I was applying for jobs all morning because if there's one thing I won't do is take this shit. I don't deserve it. I work hard, I'm great with the customers, and I do my job. I get frustrated but who wouldn't in my position? The entire thing is unprofessional and unwarranted, and I want out of there as soon as possible.
My family agrees and they're willing to support me while I get this shit settled. I want to sit here and type every little thing about this situation but it would take me a long time and I'm lazy. I work 4-10. Hopefully I leave feeling a lot better than I do now. Wish me luck.
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