Words cannot describe how pissed off I am, though, I will try. Right now, I would rather listen to Nickelback with Rick Santorum while playing with Justin Bieber’s butthole than go to fucking work at my job. BUT PLEASE, ALLOW ME TO EXPLAIN.
I think I mentioned a few posts ago that when I was hired, I told my manager that I could work weekends, but that I needed a lot of notice because I don’t have my own car and don’t have access to one on weekends. However, I’m working the next 2 weekends in a fucking row, because why the fuck listen to me, right? I told her that I would have to walk from my house to work, which is over 12 miles, and all she said was “That must really suck.” YEAH. YEAH IT FUCKING MUST. My friend from OTTAWA (An hour away) offered to come and drive me to work, but I said no because I felt terrible. And a cab is over $40. Fortunately, my dad doesn’t have to leave for work this weekend until 7AM, but that is fucking RARE, so next weekend? Going to be walking 13 miles. Super swell times, let me fucking tell you.
So that’s just one of the many things that are pissing me off right the fuck now. Next is that I’m working 8 days this week, all starting at 4:30 AM. ALL OF THEM! I haven’t had any more than 2 hours of sleep a night since Saturday. I am so fucking tired that I started petting my fucking sofa this morning because I was positive it was my dog. And I think at that point, even my dog was thinking “Bitch be straight trippin’.”
My schedule has always been the morning shift on Monday and Tuesday then afternoons for Wednesday to Friday, that way I have time for my schoolwork (I take extra courses because I didn’t take Chemistry in High School and want to be a paramedic.) But nope, I just work the morning shift.
I asked my manager why I had to work this ridiculous amount of days (47 hours this week) and she told me “Well, I’m going on vacation and everyone else who can work has kids. And they need time off to be with their kids.” OH. WELL, PARDON MY FUCKING CHILDLESS GENITALS. So, with her logic, because I’m 20 and childless, I have ZERO life and ZERO responsibilities so I can just work all the cocksucking time. Fucking fartass!
And now, the two things that REALLY made me want to choke a fucking newborn. I haven’t booked any days off since NOVEMBER, keep this in mind. I’m getting my wisdom teeth out on July 10th and I booked that entire week off (My bottom ones are on the nerve, so I’m going to have stitches, so the surgeon recommended a bit more time) and I booked July 7th off. Let’s start off with the story about the 7th.
It’s a Saturday, which I should have off anyways, but I booked it off because my friend (Awesome!Manager from my last job, remember the one I spoke of who had dreads and a huge pig that lived in a doghouse? Yeah, her) asked me to babysit her daughter. My friend’s sister is getting married 6 hours away and the wedding is strictly no children, she wouldn’t tell me why, but said that her sister is a weirdo, so I didn’t ask. But anyways, her daughter just turned one and is hilarious and a great baby. Did I get the day off? NOPE.
NO, I SURE DIDN’T! I have no clue what to do, I’m contemplating just not showing up and saying that I don’t have a ride, which I really don’t since my friend is dropping Baby off Friday night. I told my manager that I will literally have to bring a baby to work, even if I find a ride and she told me “Well, nobody else can work.” I took a peek at the paperwork, NOBODY ELSE BOOKED THAT FUCKING DAY OFF. Luckily, Mama!Bear said that her children are with their dad that day, so she can probably take that shift for me. But honestly, nobody else booked that day off, so why the fuck is my manager a cock-knuckle?
Then, just yesterday, she told me that if she couldn’t find someone to work in my spot when I get my wisdom teeth out, I’d have to come in THE SAME DAY AND THE DAY AFTER. Yeah, ok, I’ll only be on laughing gas and percocets, so telling me to come in is DEFINITELY a good idea. I’ll only pour coffee on people and probably try to put donuts in my panties, but please, tell me to come to work. I refused and told her that the students will be out of school and if she can’t find someone, she can work it.
That was a long fucking rant, sorry about that. But thanks for listening!