Last week, it was a living nightmare at the Castle of Doom, A LIVING FUCKING NIGHTMARE! And tomorrow, i'm going to live with that experience until the end of this year if I might end up walking out of that job. Last week, I worked with a lot of server temps who never had any experience and some who have broken English. Last week at a meeting, we were told that we should tell the Latino workers that they need to speak in English. Recently, the sueprvisor had let some go because people were having complaints. That week, those people paired me up with inexperienced workers that it's driving me crazy and so drained and restless!
While serving, I had to tell tthe temps several tasks all over again, I feel that i'm losing my voice. I had to correct them about a dozen times. After work, I come home and go straight to bed. I At work, there had been several people had quit and retired while others are out sick. People do not want to work in this place, even in the school district dealing with bunch of punks, let alone could not collect pay over the summer months that I had to scrambled for a job without success in this fucking racist city that I lived off selling stuff on Ebay. I did not attend college to work in this hellhole, my grandmother told me I should taken something up like nursing, she keeps tormenting me about it, JUST ACCEPT IT! I was born as artist like my mother (Rest her soul)!
While i'm still selling my stuff on Ebay to get ready to move to Atlanta and working on my art, I can still keep it together until my grandmother's birthday on Saturday.
I need some kind of relief, I can think of lot of things to keep me happy until I leave next summer.
While serving, I had to tell tthe temps several tasks all over again, I feel that i'm losing my voice. I had to correct them about a dozen times. After work, I come home and go straight to bed. I At work, there had been several people had quit and retired while others are out sick. People do not want to work in this place, even in the school district dealing with bunch of punks, let alone could not collect pay over the summer months that I had to scrambled for a job without success in this fucking racist city that I lived off selling stuff on Ebay. I did not attend college to work in this hellhole, my grandmother told me I should taken something up like nursing, she keeps tormenting me about it, JUST ACCEPT IT! I was born as artist like my mother (Rest her soul)!
While i'm still selling my stuff on Ebay to get ready to move to Atlanta and working on my art, I can still keep it together until my grandmother's birthday on Saturday.
I need some kind of relief, I can think of lot of things to keep me happy until I leave next summer.
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I'm moving next year to Arizona, and my HUSBAND can be the stay-at-home mom. I am so sick of the job.