fuck this job.com

where I used to work. In every aspect. Even the job sounds exactly the same.

I worked with a bunch of younger girls (I'm not THAT old! but they acted a lot younger than me even though they were younger by only a few years) and for them work time was their own personal social session. They'd take like 4 or 5 "breaks", lunches whenever (which I would do too, but I'd stick to my alotted time frame, not go over by 15-20 mins), and I'd get stuck doing 3/4 of the work or more. The management and my direct manager would just blow it off because they needed people to work - And then they wondered why I got sick of it and left??

Warning, if you're there long enough, you'll get sick of the customers BS complaints too.

There's a new game that was played yesterday. It's called let's take all the stuff behind the counter and put it into carts for the departments, but lets do it when its superbusy-and we'll take our time doing it and you'll be forced to deal with the customers because I'm 'working'. I won't speak to you all day and really just try to intimitate you with my ghettostreetshit and talk real loud about how I beat this 'bitch' up somewhere. I am so sick of the fucking mentality of my co-workers! Thing that gets to me is customers come in and want to deal with me! Fuck me! I wind up with the fucking line because people don't want to deal with surly uneducated gum chewing bored with life idiots! Then when I deal with customers I get compliments- yeah, great- where's the fucking letter, mate? If I'm so fucking shithot at what I do why don't you write a letter and tell the company so? Why don't you complain about the others? You know yesterday I fucking lost it.. I couldn't cope with the bullshit and I was going to walk out. I spent fucking twenty minutes paging another department for customer service and did I get a call back? No! fucking customer is looking at ME like what's the problem? WHAT'S THE PROBLEM? LOOK AROUND! LACK OF MORALE, RESPECT, AND COMMUNICATION!

You are who I was in the job sense about a year or so ago. Maybe you got my position when I left :/

Good luck.

I'm going to find a new way to amuse myself. I'm going to bet who will call out or quit before I go in. It will be a great distraction from thinking of how much bullshit work I will have to put up with by the time I get to the shop. Mr. 'ill health' suddenly remembered Tuesday afternoon he had a doctor's appointment and left for three hours leaving me again to run the whole show! (read: late break for me-if any.)Came back with an hour left on his shift and stood around clock-watching. Yesterday instead of the usual 4 to 5 idiots standing around doing Jack they gave the day off to two of them (My 'girl' wasn't in, so at least I avoided the surly/sullen bitch) Was supposed to be at least three of us at the counter-a part-timer, myself, and Mr. ill-health. Mr ill health called out at the last minute and Ms. PT was gone after 4 hours, so again, left to do it all for 5 hours on my own! One of my nicer co-workers quit because she wanted to go back to school and got shit for trying to rearrange her shifts -so she's gone-she was a good worker and I could count on her to really help out and pitch in. Late last night customer came in to speak with a manager about how his appliances were scratched in delivery and his wife came in the other day and tried to get help at the service desk but it seemed the employee was having a sort of 'breakdown' Hey, that was ME-dude! I expect today no change and will be back with my charming coworkers who will push me to the other side of the counter again and I will be forced to do 2x the work as usual. Amazing thing though is now management wants me to up my training skills-how can I do this if I can't get the time? Wish I didn't need the money so badly-if I could get some financial help elsewhere I could play this game callout/quit myself! SIGH.

Sounds like your coworkers are a bunch of shitheads. I put up with that all the time in my past. I think that if management is so willing to hold onto their types, the management is just as stupid as the help. If your co-workers are dragging that melodrama out and getting the customers involved I seriously would think of working off the actual sales floor. I've never liked having to work cashier anyways. The customers drag you through the dirt, the management sits on you for everything, ugh.

OK, so I'm put back to the tills. Yesterday half the day at the CSD the other half at the tills. Ms.BS (fit whatever you want there-boredshitless, bullshitter) well, she had to work cashier as well. Did she fuck! She walked away constantly, 'forgot' to put on her light, spent most of the time at the CSD desk gossiping. OK, mind my business- do my own work so I won't notice others who are just a waste of space. Now the fucking shit is, supposedly Mr. ill health's family was involved in a horrible car-crash-so I was asked by management if I would be willing to work his shift next week. First off, I'm sorry I don't believe the story. Yes, there was something in the paper, but no names were mentioned. Second, why am I the ONLY person that can cover his hours? Third-no one does shit for me so why should I help out here? But if I refuse I know I'll look like I'm not a teamplayer and a callous heartless bitch. Then when I said I would have to check with my family one of the stupid cows at the CSD calls me at the till and asks if I'll switch my Saturday shift with sullensurlyslut so she can attend some snotnosed brats party with her baby!!WTF!! You know who gives a ratsass about what might be going on with me-I've got some health issues to deal with that are fucking real and fucking frightening-why the fuck should I do favors for assholes that don't like me anyway and are always trying to stick to me? FUX!