Disclaimer...... I can guarantee this will turn into a RANT.... Bare with me!
So its been a long day, more like a long week. Im glad tomorrow is friday. The firm has been busy as fuck. So by time I got off work, I was fuckin beat. I had to go straight to Duclaw so I could work there. I talked to my GM. He said he recieved my resignation. He decided he wasnt going to talk to me anymore. Then he said he was just kidding that he told me he respected my decision and Ill always have a job there, if needed. He then proceeded to tell me that they wouldnt need me the last week. That I could finish up this week. Which means the next day i work, sunday.... is also my last. most of my co-workers gave me a really hard time tonight. Theyre so upset. I can see why. Im the one person in the kitchen that everyone got along with. Not to mention Im the only white girl or even person back there for that matter. They all tried to convince me to change my mind. Then that asshole of a supervisor butted in and told everyone to stop and just let me do waht I gotta do.... probably be cause he doesnt want to deal with my shit anymore.... cause he doesnt want me to bust his balls. FUCK HOLE. I went in there tonight and there was a shit load of stuff to do. I choked it all up didnt say anything didnt ask for help. Was like ok...... eventually they came to me and said were sening you help. Put the recipe in front of them for whatever you want them to do... and let em go with it. Well my sup. decided he was going to portion out carbanaras..... well he asked me what the pcs ratio was and I said I didnt know to look in the recipe book. he looked at me and said I asked you waht it was, Im hear to help you, if yout want to give me an answer I can easily go back over to the expo line. I was like dude.... do what ever you want, im not going to fuckin argue with you. He walked away and said i can do it myself. I was like.... ok. Walked back to my GM and told him what was going on and he asked me well, whats the problem. i said " the problem is the same damn thing Ive been trying to tell everyone over and over again. That all he wants to do is argue with me. he asked me a question I said I didnt know to pull a recipe out and hes going to tell me to do it myself. What makes him different then anyone else.... is he to good to look in the book. Its not my fault he doesnt know what the fuck hes doing. But yet im the asshole." All I get in response is I'll check into that. So I went outside took a smoke break talked to sam, called Ed. Did some bitchin to some other management people Ive worked with over the past year. Got my venting out. Then I went back in finished everything didnt say a word unless necessary. Then at the end of the night.... my sup. has the nerve to say to me " well looks like we made it thru another shift with out killing each other." I was like yeah AMEN to that. ASSHOLE.
You know I really feel like hell, for leaving there. Ive been there for a good while and the people grew on on me. Now Im throwing part of what was my life away. To try and gain something else in return. Then theres the times when I have to deal with the bullshit and I just cant wait to get the fuck out.
So Sunday is my last day. That will end this chapter...... then the bored, broke, and stilla bitch will begin!
I really need a beer.
Someone bring me one.... or two...... how about a keg.
BAH!
So its been a long day, more like a long week. Im glad tomorrow is friday. The firm has been busy as fuck. So by time I got off work, I was fuckin beat. I had to go straight to Duclaw so I could work there. I talked to my GM. He said he recieved my resignation. He decided he wasnt going to talk to me anymore. Then he said he was just kidding that he told me he respected my decision and Ill always have a job there, if needed. He then proceeded to tell me that they wouldnt need me the last week. That I could finish up this week. Which means the next day i work, sunday.... is also my last. most of my co-workers gave me a really hard time tonight. Theyre so upset. I can see why. Im the one person in the kitchen that everyone got along with. Not to mention Im the only white girl or even person back there for that matter. They all tried to convince me to change my mind. Then that asshole of a supervisor butted in and told everyone to stop and just let me do waht I gotta do.... probably be cause he doesnt want to deal with my shit anymore.... cause he doesnt want me to bust his balls. FUCK HOLE. I went in there tonight and there was a shit load of stuff to do. I choked it all up didnt say anything didnt ask for help. Was like ok...... eventually they came to me and said were sening you help. Put the recipe in front of them for whatever you want them to do... and let em go with it. Well my sup. decided he was going to portion out carbanaras..... well he asked me what the pcs ratio was and I said I didnt know to look in the recipe book. he looked at me and said I asked you waht it was, Im hear to help you, if yout want to give me an answer I can easily go back over to the expo line. I was like dude.... do what ever you want, im not going to fuckin argue with you. He walked away and said i can do it myself. I was like.... ok. Walked back to my GM and told him what was going on and he asked me well, whats the problem. i said " the problem is the same damn thing Ive been trying to tell everyone over and over again. That all he wants to do is argue with me. he asked me a question I said I didnt know to pull a recipe out and hes going to tell me to do it myself. What makes him different then anyone else.... is he to good to look in the book. Its not my fault he doesnt know what the fuck hes doing. But yet im the asshole." All I get in response is I'll check into that. So I went outside took a smoke break talked to sam, called Ed. Did some bitchin to some other management people Ive worked with over the past year. Got my venting out. Then I went back in finished everything didnt say a word unless necessary. Then at the end of the night.... my sup. has the nerve to say to me " well looks like we made it thru another shift with out killing each other." I was like yeah AMEN to that. ASSHOLE.
You know I really feel like hell, for leaving there. Ive been there for a good while and the people grew on on me. Now Im throwing part of what was my life away. To try and gain something else in return. Then theres the times when I have to deal with the bullshit and I just cant wait to get the fuck out.
So Sunday is my last day. That will end this chapter...... then the bored, broke, and stilla bitch will begin!
I really need a beer.
Someone bring me one.... or two...... how about a keg.
BAH!
it's always kinda weird when you can identify that your about to transition into a new phase of life. good or bad some people arent so great with adjusting to that change. Hope you arent one of them
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