Work = Hell
Monday, March 21, 2011
I hate my job.
I know, blunt statement, and I've ranted about work before. But today was the straw that broke the camel's back. I am absolutely disgusted with the way in which my managers run the place. It's like a totalitarian dictatorship. The latest rules are that you cannot drink anything on the clock, and the service desk employees are not permitted to do anything that's not on the duty list.
Fuck that shit.
I am by myself at the desk for THREE HOURS. My duty list takes about 45 minutes, provided I'm not waiting on customers. WHAT am I supposed to do in that time?
I'm over these asinine rules. I can understand not allowing the cashiers to hang out in the cashier room (as they are wont to do), but they can at least let them wander in and get a quick drink or something. But no, no one's allowed in the cashier room unless they're using the punch clock or getting change.
And I'm not even allowed to keep a closed container of food tucked under the counter for my break. I have to put it in the dairy cooler and hope that it's still there on my break.
I have had enough, and I am seriously looking for other employment.