Writing down stuff on my whiteboard and calendar and sticky notes about the week, and fuck this shit. I will barely get to spend any time with my family.
It’s a read more, so you don’t have to see my bitching if you don’t really want to.
I get to go home Wednesday night to start my break, have my shit already in the car before I go to work at 2:45 after class, and won’t get to my house to unload it or see anyone until probably near 10:45 at night.
Depending what time I come out of a coma on Thursday morning, I have to clean the house, cook, try to do something for Jake’s birthday, have thanksgiving dinner at my house, TRY to maybe relax for five minutes, go to something with Jake, come home early, and sleep (maybe) and have nightmares about not waking up on time the next morning because….
Fucking why do I have to work 6am until 2pm on fucking BLACK FRIDAY. Are you insane. I’m a second shift primary person. I AM NOT GOOD AT SPEED OF SERVICE, OR BREAKFAST ITEMS. I have NEVER worked a full eight hour morning shift like that, and the first one you want to throw me on is BLACK FRIDAY? Where everyone is already pissed off about everything and then I have to serve them coffee and try to smile, while running around like a chicken with my head cut off?! REALLY? ALSO, I’M PRETTY SURE MY AVAILABILITY FOR EVERY DAY STILL SAYS I’M NOT ABLE TO WORK ANYTHING BEFORE 2PM. FUCKING GOD.
So, once I work all day then, maybe I can get home and NOT pass out and spend some time with my family, or something. BUT WAIT. I HAVE TO GO TO SLEEP AND HAVE MORE NIGHTMARES ABOUT NOT WAKING UP ON TIME FOR THE STUPID 10:30AM TO 6:30PM SHIFT I HAVE ON SATURDAY.
What even is that shift? Here’s how our set “shift” times go:
1st shift: 6am-2pm
2nd shift: 2pm-10pm
Midnight (3rd Shift): 10pm-6am
Why. The hell. Are you. THROWING ME TO WORK IN BETWEEN TWO SHIFTS LIKE THAT? WHY. Don’t get me wrong, it’s great that you’re trying to give me as many hours as possible, giving me essentially the break shift for 2nd, while not cutting it to the normal 5 hour shift that it is, BUT WHY. WHY WHY WHY. Also, if I have to work that shift again with Amelia, I will explode. Today when I go in, if someone is there, I am going to talk to them and ask them to PLEASE, IF AT ALL POSSIBLE EVER, AVOID SCHEDULING ME WITH AMELIA.
She doesn’t do shit and isn’t in charge, and gets mad at us because she isn’t. She tells us to do all the shit she doesn’t want to do and gets mad if we say “no”. Which I did last Saturday. AND IF WE ARE FUCKING TRAINING THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD AGAIN I WILL EXPLODE.
ANYWAYS.
After the what the fuck shift from hell, I’m going to try to be semi presentable in my car and go to Jake’s for his family’s thanksgiving dinner, or at least, left overs.
Then Sunday I get to go back to OU where all the school stress and anxiety starts right back up where it left off.
Then, I’m assuming, work on Monday again.
Fucking this week. I am DONE.
