So my job is officially pissing me off. This whole no schedule thing is ridiculous. When I say no schedule I mean I have no schedule. He calls me an hour or so before I have to go in almost everyday. Sometimes, when he is feeling considerate he may tell me at the end of my shift my clock in time the next day.
Yeah, as if I didn’t already have a hard enough time keeping appointments, now I can barely make them. I missed 3 therapy appointments in a row last month and one med visit because I got called in while in the waiting room. I had to bounce on my appointment to make sure I got to work on time. He doesn’t understand if I miss too many appointments, I lose my therapist. If I lose my therapist, I lose my medication. If I lose those, I’m no good to anyone. Withdrawal. Uncontrollable swings. Then eventually, hospitalization. There is no other way it can go. I need these things to function. I need them to live a healthy and relatively normal life. Yes, I’m willing to admit that my mental health and happy future is completely dependant on these things.
I am over due for my dentist appointment because I never know if I’m going to get approved for that day off. The fact that I’m letting a shitty minimum wage job come before my health disturbs me. It has gotten so bad that I go from happy to aggravated the moment I walk through the door. I can’t say hello to anyone. I can’t be nice and friendly. I’m never like that at a job. That is how much I hate not having a schedule.
When I get to work and ask my boss when I’m clocking out, his response is always “Why, want to go home?” or “Don’t want to work today?” Uhm, no. I want to work. I want a paycheck. I also want to let anyone who I am trying to make plans with know when to be ready and when they can expect me to be ready that night. That may be too difficult a concept for him to grasp so I haven’t bothered explaining it.
When I told him I was starting school, he had the nerve to ask me “Oh, don’t want to work anymore?” Excuse me? I set my classes around this job you stupid fucking son of a bitch. Did he expect an almost 30 year old to live like this forever? Go no where minimum wage jobs, barely making rent and bills, no job security or career satisfaction? I certainly don’t. 28 years old and I have nothing to show for it. I will also not compromise my education and the chance of a happy and successful future for that dumb fucking prick.
Boss expects his phone girls to stay home all day, everyday in case they are needed at work. Sorry honey. Here in America, women are not only allowed to leave their house, we are encouraged to. He offered one of the drivers permanent full time hours if he quit school. He laughed in his face.
At the end of the day he has no respect for me or my obligations outside of work then gets upset because he thinks I don’t care about my job or his restaurant. Damn fucking right I don’t. I stopped having respect for my boss and his business the day I got called on a day I had been approved to have off to get my cat fixed. Mind you, at that point, I had worked 11 days in a row. I had bills to pay and a cat to take care of. I really don’t think I was asking too much for a day off. Because of it, I’ve had to reschedule and hire a classmate to go an get him at the vet during pick up time this Saturday and possibly watch him if I have to go to work. I now have to shell out $30 that could pay a bill so I don’t get charged $300+ to leave him there for the rest of the weekend.
I know what can fix all of this. A new job. I look everyday. When I’m not doing homework, in classes or taking care of home, I’m looking for work. There is just nothing. No calls. No emails. Nothing. I need out of this job. If it wasn’t for the no schedule thing, I would stay until graduation. I can’t do this anymore. It is just not worth it and I’m almost ready to quit.
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