Sunday, September 6, 2009

figo.

pasta is shit.

i hate my job. hate hate hate.

dont ever work there. they will work u like a dog and BARELYgive u ONE day off a week.... of course if u like workin ur ass off for shitty tips and working maybe 3 doubles a week.... def. apply because everyone hates it and are looking for new jobs (including me) or they are just quitting which makes me have to work ever more. with no breaks. and annoying people.. and managers that could give 2 shits about how you feel about it.


ive worked everyday this week. i luckilygot someone to cover my shift yesterday so i could have at least one day off. because today i was on call for the dinner shift, which they just called me letting me know that i would have to come into work. so, if i wouldnt have gotten someone to work for me yesterday, i would have no day off this week. regardless, im pissed. very angry. ready to just not show up and never speak to them again, and if i do, it will not be nice words.

but, sincei have a conscience, i will go into work. but i will not agree to being in a good mood about it. nope. im angry as shit. and i dont care if i have a shitty attitude today at work. i dont care.

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