You know what else sucks?
Sunburn.
I got sunburned on the 5th of July, and I've worked every day since. Not fun. Not. Fun. At. All.
I was supposed to have tomorrow off, but they had me take on another shift, because they need a ton of people because this system of theirs is flawed. Trying to fit a square into a circle. That's my job.
I've only had one day off this week. That was last Monday.
And on Sunday and Monday next week, I get the pleasure of working 3rd Shift. I work RETAIL. Yet I work all these odd hours doing odd stuff.
You know what sucks? When your have to wake up before your father to get ready for work.
How your father works about an hour away and you only work 10 minutes away, yet you still have to leave before him to go to work. To work your "summer job" retail shift while he's working his actual life-long career.
Waking up at 4 oclock in the morning so I can move all the shelves around, climb all over ladders, etc etc?
Working from 10 PM until 6 AM 2 nights so I can completely re-arrange a whole department for the 3rd time? And not only that, but with the co-worker who gets crabby and irritated at us because we aren't perfect and are meant to polish shit.
I don't not like her or anything. It's just, she's a heck of a lot better at this than us, and I understand, this department is like her baby, and we're the irresponsible uncles who feed it sugar.
Eh.
I'm a fly that's trapped in a web. But I'm thinking that my spider's dead.
- July 08, 2011
- Cest-La-Vie
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