I wish I didn’t have to work tomorrow
This job is wearing on me
I lost all the people who seemed to enjoy my presence and now it’s just a place I go to collect an absolutely shit pay cheque
I thoroughly want to be rude to this store lead
Just dish back out some of this shit she’s put me through over the last months
I’m not a rude person though
And I don’t really want to be mean
I just want her to experience the same feelings I have about my job over the last few months
I want her corporate bootlicking self to have corporate just screw up her work schedule for months and demand she fill out paperwork that costs money
And then go
But we don’t want to
When said paperwork is filled out
All things an able bodied person will never have to deal with
Forcing people to do things they wouldn’t want to have to do themselves
And I just
I just hate customers
I hate people who are customers
There are people who come through my till and they are people and it’s fine
And then there are customers
I’m just going to casually do things that take up more time, be completely unprepared, and demand things of you and blame things on you
They’re just exhausting
And these days I can’t carry on a conversation and fold and scan at the same time.
I pretend I can
But I can’t
I shouldn’t be working
But I don’t have another option
Short of some government deciding to cough up about $2000 a month there’s nothing that’s going to fix it
I’m giving up my health to work
But if I don’t work I’ll pretty quickly have no health to give up.
Trapped dancing in this cage
Owned by whomever will take me
Paid pennies for every ten thousand the boss makes
It’s just gross
It’s all just gross
I have to work tomorrow
I just have to
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