i have a six hour midnight shift today, twelve hours break, another four hour shift this afternoon
then i have to open the office come monday
at 6am
so yeah, who the fuck needs a sleeping schedule
whatever
maybe the girl that does the schedule knows i find her (and her boyfriend… and her friend– who no longer works here….) to be horrifically immature, inane, unempathetic, unprofessional people
i don’t hate them
i just
don’t
like them
like, i’m vaguely repulsed by their existence?
if you’re going to literally lie to our supervisor’s face, skip shifts, and barely do your job you should be fucking fired
or quit
work isn’t my highest priority, but that doesn’t mean i just dick around and avoid all my duties
if you’ve agreed to do a thing fucking do it
it’s only as optional as your desire/need to have a job
this one other kid who works with us has three shitty minimum wage jobs
and yet, he is always ~always~ on time, professional, and kind.
then there’s these dumbass kids
one of which gets paid more than i do– with the expectation that they’ll shoulder a lot more responsibility and be an example to the other da’s
and instead rolls all their responsibilities onto the other assistant and fucking doesn’t work out the schedule like she’s supposed to until our supervisor forces them to send something out because it’s the last fucking day before the old schedule becomes obsolete
what do you mean i’m bitter? who’s bitter? not me, nope. i am a cloud of sunshine and fucking daisies.
