Man, RHU, I’m on bitch mode this week! Here’s why. I’ve been given the chance for a better opportunity at the company’s new store that is opening up on the other side of town. Now if you’ve ever been part of a grand opening, there’s plenty of stuff to do. I’ve been working some insane hours and the overtime is raining like a Skittles rainbowbut I’m tickled pink since that means a big, fat paycheck coming up.
Well, the company is hiring some young, college age newbies and I guess I must feeling like the old curmudgeon because it seems these whippersnappers have lost any sense of work ethic. I mean literally. It seems that every time they come in, they complain about and bitch about everything to the point that I want to take one of our mannequins and beat them with their missing anatomical parts.
It’s always When do we leave? When is our next break? When is lunch? Can we leave now? Are we done yet? I’m tired of folding these shirts. I’m tired of carrying this box. You mean I have to move this shelf? I’m tired of hanging these clothes…blah…blah…blah…bitch…bitch…bitch…
Seriously, why did we hire these youngsters? Be grateful you have a job! You know how many people are killing each other for your position? I’m waiting for the day when their hours are cut and they are pleading for more shifts. Better yet, let me take your hours. I definitely could use the money!
Uggh, RHU! Am I getting old or has this generation gotten lazier? I really hope these noobs know what it’s like to struggle during tough economic times and every hour counts on their pay!