The jobs are keeping me extremely busy these days. Working 13 Hrs/Day, 6
Days a week sure takes a lot out of you, especially when one of the jobs
involves physical labor... and I'm not in the greatest shape of my life.
Christmas coming is getting me down though... every day I become just a
little more bitter about this rechid time of year. Bah Humbug I say!
The jobs give me a lot of time to be with my thoughts too,
unfortunately. Time to analyze all the crap in my life and dwell upon
it. That, and being forced to listen to Christmas carols every day for
at LEAST 4.5 Hrs/Day is enough to make me snap. I've had it with
customers. They can rot in hell for all I care. They're not even
(honestly) all that bad... their presence just pisses me off. At one job
the mall 'suggests' (read:"Do It!") that all employees park along the
outside perimeter of the parking lot to accomodate the customers. They
taunt us with prizes if our cars are found to be in the designated
sections of the lot. F*** that. I'm parking closest to the door so I
don't freeze MY ***** off! It's -24'c outside! You think I'm actually
going to walk across the ENTIRE parkinglot to get to my car when it's
that cold after working 13 Hours? BULL$H!+!
I'm SICK of making sacrifices in order to accomodate everyone else...
because everyone else doesn't give a $H!+ about that I do for them. I
had a guy storm off upset with me because I told him we didn't have any
extra FREE boxes for him to take with him. WTF!? You're asking me for
something FREE, I tell you we don't have any, and it's MY FAULT!? F*** YOU!
I HATE this time of year. I truly do. It brings out the worst in people,
and when working in retail... you see it every single day. I find it
absolutely amazing how self-centred people truly are this time of year.
I've had ladies storm out of one job because I didn't have a box to
package up their item with! WHY!? I mean, these people complain and
whine when they don't really understand how good they have it. Half
those people wouldn't even entertain the *idea* of having to work 13
Hours a day for 6 Days a week. That's "so below them". I haven't eaten a
real "meal" in weeks! I can't afford it! Yet these soccer moms come in
and look for a toy for their 'precious little angel' and get pissed at
ME if the store doesn't have it or is sold out. Give me a break! And the
kids... oh man... the kids are the worst. All I hear is "I want, I want,
I want". You know what *I* want, kid? *I* want to be able to EAT
something on Christmas Day. *I* want to be able to have more than 30
minutes to myself in an entire day. So go back to your 'terrible' lives
people... you think poverty is something you see on TV, yet are so
blinded and ignorant of that fact that the very people you walk over
every single day, just MIGHT actually BE one of those unlucky people.
For me, Christmas day is just a day off. A day that I don't even get to
have for myself. And it's the ONLY day off I get over the holidays.
Working until 5:00pm Christmas Eve and right back at it at 8:00am Boxing
Day. In a way, I almost wish I worked Christmas Day too... just so I
don't have to partake in this festival of fake gratitude.
- Shawn.
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