Ever since my last post, where I made a very stupid error and looked like a total ass, (and also complained about a Nasty Ass Thief), I've been running around like a shlep preparing for the end of the world. My brother's birthday was yesterday, my sister suffered an accidental overdose and got out of the hospital yesterday, my mother's been ill, my classes are driving me bananas, I had a car accident and had to get my check (AND THEY SPELLED MY NAME WRONG, SO I HAVE TO GET IT RE-WRITTEN), and my Anime Convention is FRIDAY, so I've been scrambling to get arrangements and cosplay costumes ready.
Work, of course, is on top of it all. I need money to get gas and goodies, you know. Today, however, I'm here to bitch about a bitch. A bitch of whom I work with, whom I can't stand, and whom has long since worn out her welcome.
Her name is Honky-Tonk. And so help me, the name fits to a 'T'.
Honky-Tonk worked with me last summer, when the stand opened up in the location it's at now. She was...okay, then. I had to train her, because she was a replacement for me when I went off to Jersey for college. Now?
Let me ask you slaves something. At YOUR job, even if you have a very lax dress code, do you get away with wearing any of the following?
...Unless, apparently, you're Honky-Tonk. This red-neck slut from out in the deepest trenches of the trailer parks walks around in ALL of this. There's a lot of bending, here. If you're a cashier, it means you do EVERYTHING around the store, so yes, if you wear these sorts of things, your ass is gonna be ALL out.
-We have tons of plants in front of the store. They need to be watered once a day. Even if she's asked by Marvina, the second in command, to water plants, Honky pushes it off on someone else. She's GOT to be Hydrophobic, we've decided.
So she comes in one day and says 'Ashy-Boy, since you're leaving, you go water the plants.' Note that it takes about half an hour to an hour to get this done...and I've got fifteen minutes of my shift left.
So I go, and as I walk out the door, she says this: 'Oh, and make sure you do it RIGHT. They're very wilted, and I don't want them to die.'
Firstly, it's watering plants. As long as you don't just wave a mist over them, they'll be fine.
Secondly, I took Horticulture for FOUR YEARS, and she KNOWS THIS. I think I know what the fuck I'm doing.
Thirdly, this is coming from someone who won't do it herself. The kicker? Marvina asked me what the hell I was doing, and that she asked Honky to do it.
-During a busy weekend shift, I was inside the store. The other person working inside with me had gone out, and the boss told ME to go out when I was done. Problem was, I was swamped, and no one within TWO HOURS came in to help me.
So when he walked by two hours after this, I asked for help, due to the fact that I had five ice creams to get, two subs, and a line of customers at the register. He tells me I should have been out two hours ago, and leaves. It's only THEN that three other girls come up and take over so that I can go out.
When he confronts me at the register outside and accuses me of not following directions, I immediately try to explain that I could NOT go outside due to how busy it was and the lack of help.
To which Honky-Tonk, at the other register, whips around and waggles a finger at me, smirking. "Aht aht!" You know that noise that parents make to their kids when they misbehave? This was the noise she used on ME. "Not in front of the customers!"
Honky-Tonk also dislikes me because I like anime and manga and am a huge nerd who wears my game tee-shirts to work. :/ But she's apparently Big Jim's biggest lackey, so what can I do?
Just about everyone's fed up with her attitude, and all of the other girls think it's disgusting how she dresses and how she treats me. I was almost denied time off for my convention this week, and the first person Big Jim told this to was HER.
I'm sure she had a good laugh until I explained to the boss that I'd sunk in a lot of money already, which made him have a change of heart. I love the boss, I really do, but there's a fine line between being lax with your employees and just not giving a shit, and he's let Honky-Tonk rip it up and throw it out.
What do I do, RHU?
Big Jim is as high as the ladder goes...and the boss over HIM loves her. We're all fed up, but there doesn't seem to be a whole lot we can do. I can't continue to get walked all over and treated like a child by this slutty bitch, but at the same time, I'm unsure of just how to go about addressing my concerns...
Confused and enraged,