who else loves staring down a girl's shirt when she bends down while you're still standing?
Fuck my job. The stupid thing is, I actually really like working there, but I hate the people in charge of scheduling. They can't keep giving me a 15 hour week and then a 40 hour week. First of all, I'm a fucking part time employee, so I shouldn't be working 40 hours anyway. But secondly, I've already asked TWICE for some goddamn consistency in my schedule. I've told them I need to know when I can expect to be off so I can make appointments. I need to see my physician, I need to get my wisdom teeth out, I need to get my taxes done- but I can't schedule anything because I can never guarantee I'll have the fucking day off. My schedule is never the same from week to week and I'm fucking sick of it. There isn't even a pattern to their weird alternating hours, they just randomly assign them I guess??? Ugh. I'm just so pissed off. These unreliable hours have destroyed my finances since some months I don't even make $1000 and whenever I actually get money from the long weeks, I end up blowing through it to catch up on all the crap I couldn't afford, like my bills and groceries. It's so fucking stressful. I don't want to leave, but if they keep doing this to me, I'm going to have to.
I'm an elected official who likes to sexually harass my young staffers and I want to have sex with them, but now they seem to want to get me in trouble and tell the media that I'm "a bad guy on a power trip". I apologized and everything and they still want to make a big deal about it. I'm so bummed.
also, i need to fuckin stop making promises i can never keep, shit got me in too much debt
Hot Take: If you can't manage to get your piss into the toilet, maybe don't fucking use public toilets. Every single day, the same handicapped stall in the men's room at my job has piss all over the floor next to the toilet. Several times a day. I honestly don't care if you're handicapped, if your handicap is so severe that you can't help but piss on the floor, then wear a goddamn diaper. I'm sorry, but it's fucking gross, and it's a slipping hazard to everyone else who needs to use that stall.
Maybe it is really time to find another job. It may have a bit better pay but also toxic work. Aside to that, I didn't improve. In fact, my skill just got bad. Like supervisors and other higher managers use uuuhm and ahh to all sentences. In my previous work, we don't have it. If ever, just once. Now I am becoming like the supervisors here at my current work. It is affecting my speaking skill. I recently noticed myself using it more than 3x in a single sentence. Imagine on meeting presentation and still at the introduction, there's 3-5 long uhhh already from supervisors 👎 To also think they've been here years and big known company.
To Mary, I politely asked for you to give simple information to your account which is for security of your own account. Then you just made it hard for yourself because you don't want to give the required information and just being sarcastic. Our conversation could have been 3 minutes max, but no. You made it 25 minutes because of your attitude. Yes, take your business elsewhere as we don't need someone who is rude. - Sincerely, the other Mary.
I'm working in a self service cantina for a few weeks now and i'll quit cuz people ARE SO FUCKIN STUPID!!! For ex. they got to the coffe machine (+10signs, the monitor of the machine even shows the size of cup u need > some just press a button and watch shit running down the drain, others see something else they like and just leave shit getting someth else 🤬🤬 When i then tell them they have to pay they'll act all surprised an angry - FUCK YOU BITCHES!! WE AIN'T SHIPPING COFFEE ARROUND ALL THIS FUCKING GLOBE SO U CAN LET IT RUN DOWN THE DRAIN?!
Hi guys so the other day, I accepted my co-worker on fb and so my boyfriend is actually jealous, and has insecurities, over my co-worker, and he wants me to unfriend that guy, and I don't want to because I want us to learn how to not get jealous easily and just I'll prove him that I love him. we love each other and we're like 21 so yeah, I want to reduce that insecurities inside him. :( am I doing it right? what should I tell him?
I'm not happy with life, every day it gets worse. Work is full of stress, and supervisor always always telling everyone they will fire a lot of us. It's like everyday reminder. Then I don't even get to eat food. Tonight I just had oats for dinner. Just work sucks as ever and still don't have proper food. I hate life.