im still in that office space hypnotism phase, but its sort of setting in now that i have to light some fire under my ass and get some things going. i have a lot of work to do and im not sure how im going to manage finishing all of this shit.
i jinxed myself out of getting that job interview a while back, but i guess since i really wanted the job i was granted a second opportunity and had an interview this morning. i dont think i did phenomenally, but i didnt do poorly either. maybe i was just really nervous. normally when i apply for jobs its not as urgent, but in this case its fucking urgent as hell.
ive been at the same place for about two years now. since i started i have been working harder and harder to make sure that i get a raise at every evaluation. then i got promoted to manager. its been almost a year since then. things were cool for a while until alaia was hired. before she came there was only one level of management above me (the owners of the store). but since they are in that phase right before they blow up into some major food chain i guess they wanted to hire someone to replace themselves since they cant be there 24/7. i havent liked alaia since the first time i worked with her. shes a lazy asshole hypocrite. she treats me like im some part-timer high school kid thats going to lie about missing work to go to a fuckin baseball game or something. i got sick with the flu a little while ago and she actually accused me of lying! all of this because i had requested off for the following weekend to go to the philly tattoo convention. two weekends in a row must have been my sneaky plan to become poorer than i already am! maybe im ranting a little too much but my patience broke yesterday and i made my new job search much more urgent by telling alaia to go fuck herself.
i walked into work on sunday because on my schedule stated clearly that i was supposed to work all fuckin day. when i got there, someone else was working my shift. i was never told by this fat bitch fucking cunt that she took me off of the schedule that she had already made; the one that was hanging up on the front of my refrigerator. i had heard rumor that she was going to do this but was never told by her. isnt that just fucking wrong? i called her to find out what the hell was going on and tried to hold back my anger but it ended badly with a "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! IM DONE TALKING TO YOU! FUCK YOU! (click)".
ive always respected myself enough to never let people talk down to me or treat me like a child. maybe im a little too feisty for the professional world, but i will never choose money over personal pride. which is why im willing to accept a new job where i will be working less hours for less pay.. a lot less pay. but i have to be offered the job first. thats where the panic comes from. its always the same fuckin shit with me... all of the bills and debt that have landed in my mail box. i think im still paying bills for a cat that passed away over a year ago.
so here comes the favor.......
i need a collective finger-crossing from all of you so i can leave this stupid place once and for all and work in a new cafe by myself, without having to be told what to do or having to tell others what to do. a friendly, neighborhood cafe that exhibits local artists on the walls, sells fair trade coffee and vegan food. i would appreciate that very much
xoxo elu xoxo
i jinxed myself out of getting that job interview a while back, but i guess since i really wanted the job i was granted a second opportunity and had an interview this morning. i dont think i did phenomenally, but i didnt do poorly either. maybe i was just really nervous. normally when i apply for jobs its not as urgent, but in this case its fucking urgent as hell.
ive been at the same place for about two years now. since i started i have been working harder and harder to make sure that i get a raise at every evaluation. then i got promoted to manager. its been almost a year since then. things were cool for a while until alaia was hired. before she came there was only one level of management above me (the owners of the store). but since they are in that phase right before they blow up into some major food chain i guess they wanted to hire someone to replace themselves since they cant be there 24/7. i havent liked alaia since the first time i worked with her. shes a lazy asshole hypocrite. she treats me like im some part-timer high school kid thats going to lie about missing work to go to a fuckin baseball game or something. i got sick with the flu a little while ago and she actually accused me of lying! all of this because i had requested off for the following weekend to go to the philly tattoo convention. two weekends in a row must have been my sneaky plan to become poorer than i already am! maybe im ranting a little too much but my patience broke yesterday and i made my new job search much more urgent by telling alaia to go fuck herself.
i walked into work on sunday because on my schedule stated clearly that i was supposed to work all fuckin day. when i got there, someone else was working my shift. i was never told by this fat bitch fucking cunt that she took me off of the schedule that she had already made; the one that was hanging up on the front of my refrigerator. i had heard rumor that she was going to do this but was never told by her. isnt that just fucking wrong? i called her to find out what the hell was going on and tried to hold back my anger but it ended badly with a "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! IM DONE TALKING TO YOU! FUCK YOU! (click)".
ive always respected myself enough to never let people talk down to me or treat me like a child. maybe im a little too feisty for the professional world, but i will never choose money over personal pride. which is why im willing to accept a new job where i will be working less hours for less pay.. a lot less pay. but i have to be offered the job first. thats where the panic comes from. its always the same fuckin shit with me... all of the bills and debt that have landed in my mail box. i think im still paying bills for a cat that passed away over a year ago.
so here comes the favor.......
i need a collective finger-crossing from all of you so i can leave this stupid place once and for all and work in a new cafe by myself, without having to be told what to do or having to tell others what to do. a friendly, neighborhood cafe that exhibits local artists on the walls, sells fair trade coffee and vegan food. i would appreciate that very much
xoxo elu xoxo
seriphos:
There's nothing more miserable than having someone you can't stand as your boss--especially pulling such chickenshit maneuvers like changing your hours without telling you. Good luck!
gadget:
consider my fingers AND toes crossed.