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I’d LIKE to tell ‘em to “Take This Job & Shove It”…

Well considering my store manager was [will be, tomorrow morning I’m sure when he gets there] waiting “to see how I’d do” tonight, I’m sure he’ll be giddy with happiness tomorrow at the busy night I had right up til close. Mind you we’re open til 9pm, but the person closing has to have everything done & be out by 9pm & wait on people, we’re not allotted any time after to close to straighten up. Which to me is absolutely ridiculous especially in a restaurant setting ‘cause you know you’re gonna have people coming in at :05 til close wanting everything under the sun. And, since said managers want us to wait til :15 til close to do the final dishes, shut down the pizza station, shut the pizza display case down, close the register, shut the hotwell food stuff down, & etc., and still expect you to be outta there at 9pm (7pm on Sundays), it gets interesting. And that’s not counting the various other tasks they’ve got us doing through out the day. Like cleaning the oven during business hours, which is ironic since the actual instructions for the oven say to wait til you’ve closed for the day. The way they run things is just down right illogical. Plus the various other stresses & idiocy. And frustrating. I make $1 more than minimum wage & its less than 5min away from where he works, where I live, & the fire house; so I keep trying to tell myself its worth it. Its really not working anymore. At this point I absolutely hate having to get up & go there in the morning. Yes, I’m thankful I have a job. But no, I definitely don’t like my job. I’ve seriously debated quitting if I have another write up tomorrow (since everyone seems to agree I got shitty deal), but I decided it would look better if I found another job while still employed or if worse comes to worse get them to fire me. I don’t know, something’s gotta give. I know some people probably think I shouldn’t be bitching, but oh well. I’m venting on my blog. 

(Source: countrycatastrophe)