Then on top of that at my current vassalage I found out that this .... fucking bitch, that's what she is - I can't think of any other way to describe her (actually I can but I'm trying to be nice), who was the assistant manager (yeah, like she actually did anything to deserve that title) whose last day was yesterday apparently suggested that all of her days go to another employee. I've been stuck working only 2 god damn days a week for almost two months now. Thankfully I had a bunch of crap to sell on ebay. She has been playing it like she's my friend, and then she stabs me in the back. I don't get it. I swear on all that is sacred to me that I can't for the life of me think of one heinous thing I have ever done to her to deserve this shit. I actually trained the woman how to use a computer - she'd never used anything but the in-house program at Sally's Beauty Supply (I was going to say something about this, but I'm sure your imaginations can come up with plenty of derogatory remarks on their own). The fact of the matter is that I believe, as well as anyone else who knows the situation, she has felt threatened by me (not that I was ever after her shit-ass job, I was just looking at ways to get more money out of the owner doing extra work - I AM NOT STAYING HERE, and they've know that. I'm waiting for this fucking house to sell.) and she knows I'm smarter than her. But what the fuck?! She's leaving! She bought the store next door. And the bitch is actually giving me grief on the way out. She knows the situation my Mom and I have been in and how I need the extra cash. I could just scream.
And the fucking owner, he can't stand me because I was less than thrilled about the measly (that isn't even the proper word for how little it really is in the grand scheme of the compensation I should have received) $200 he gave me for COMPLETELY installing a POS system in his store, oops I forgot about the quarter raise now I'm raking in $8.25 per hour - fuck what is wrong with me! The sonofabitch cuts me down to two days a week after I explicitly asked him about this and he said getting 4 days wouldn't be a problem. He of course wanted to fire me for saying, "Well, I know you need that two days pay more than I do Dave." I couldn't help myself, up to this point I was trying to explain the situation I was in and how he had told me previously that the 4 day arrangement wouldn't be a problem and he kept saying, "Well, it's a seasonal business" which essentially was "I don't fucking care slave, take your two days and kiss my feet." This is the same man who gave a box of 18 chocolates as a Christmas bonus for the entire store staff, one box when he normally takes everyone out to eat but he had a "rough year with the hurricanes" - hey genius, we weren't even hit by any hurricanes last year, it was the year before fucker. He actually altered his profit by $100000 for his taxes so he could show a loss, I have a feeling his accountant didn't go for that. I know I'm partly to blame for staying in this situation with (suck, lol I was just rereading and noticed this little slip, I meant to say-) such awful people, but for fuck's sake! Why are people like this?!!! It's a god damn little store on the beach, you'd think I was working with some barracuda, fuck-bastard executives on Wall Street.
Well, I feel much better after that venting. I've been stewing all day on this. I think I have also reached my swearing quota for today. Now you see how I can get when I'm mad - he, he.
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