Dear work, A RANT.

Dear work, A RANT. Jul 25, 2011 0:09:37 GMT -5

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Post by KRATOS AURION on Jul 25, 2011 0:09:37 GMT -5

Dear work,

I use to like you. We would have fun making ice cream and we would enjoy our time as we converse with our co-workers. I was fascinated by the ways you could make shakes, cyclones, and sundaes. I was having a blast, and if things didn't change I would have been content just that way, but you wronged me. To be exact, Mr. Manager decided to give everyone a personal review. I was nervous and knew that I had a few areas that I needed to improve, but surely there were good points to my work. Right? WRONG. Mr. Manager just had to put all my hard work and spit it in my face, because to him I'm slower than an ant. I could work on my ice cream and by the time an ant go across the room, which it's fairly large, I wouldn't be even done.

Now I take that as a rather large exaggeration. Even though Mr. Manager didn't let anything back, and he promised that he would be plain and serious, it still kind of stung. I was strong though, I don't break down and cry like a wuss over a few simple words. I took them to heart, and I tried my best to do exactly as you said I should do. So why have I had zero hours for the last three weeks? Was it because I left on a week long leave off because of my Forensic camp? Do you hate Forensic people? No, that couldn't be it. You were merely cutting down labor hours so that you can make a profit. That's totally cool. EXCEPT A GOOD MAJORITY OF THE WORKERS HAVE OVER TWENTY HOURS A WEEK! How is that fair?

I understand my review was pretty bad, but Mr. Manager didn't even ATTEMPT to give me a second chance and show that I'm just a good of a worker than those twenty hour a week co-workers. Is it because they can keep a conversation with you? I can't, cause I told you in my interview that I'm not good with people. Did you think I was lying? I suck at keeping a conversation with a person in RL, and I can't help but be nervous around you cause I fear that you'll just turn around and say "Boss, you're fired. Leave", because you know you wouldn't shed a single tear. Oh but Mr. Manager, it isn't the simple fact that I think you hate my guts, but rather that I don't want to sound very egotistical and all I just work a lot harder than most of the people. THERE I SAID IT! You know why I think that? Because I actually work, clean, and do what I'm suppose to while most co-workers just stand around talking to each other. Gossiping over what had happened. Of course that never happens around you, because everyone is on their toes and act like angels around you. ONE OF YOUR ANGEL CO-WORKERS STOLE A HUNDRED TWENTY DOLLARS FROM YOUR DRAWER AND STOLE THE TIP JAR. HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL? Disappointing, I should hope so.

Mr. Manger, you've been away from the diner for a week now cause you're at Vegas. Why? I can't bother to remember, just like you can't bother to give me any hours. What few I get, are from those who don't want or can't work them. Enough about that. Let's talk about how well you're workers are doing. THEY'RE HORRENDOUS! Did you know that none have them has cleaned the bathrooms in over a week and only by SUNDAY, which is today, THE LAST DAY BEFORE YOU COME BACK they finally decide to clean it. Was my group a happy bunch? Oh NO WE WEREN'T. For you see, it usually takes us only until 10:15 to get things cleaned up. Guess how long it took us this time? 11:25 to get all that nuts cleaned up. Guess how many people cleaned up that building? FOUR. One was busy taking care of all the money, so that left three of us to take care of things. Guess what I had to clean up? THE LOBBY AND THE ICE CREAM PARLOR AREA. Do you know how many people it should take to clean those places up? THREE. One for the Lobby and two up front. It's not the fact that I had to clean them, it's the fact that even after my dear sweet co-workers said that they would take care of the front. THEY DIDN'T. Then when I ended up cleaning it because I had the lobby finished, what do they say next? That they'll help me once they're done with the grill area. Did they help? f**k NO! So I ended up having to take care of all that nuts. What makes me mad the most, is when they remind me that you're coming back tomorrow and 'we have to do our best'. SO WE SPEND AND HOUR LONGER CLEANING THEN WE SHOULD. Cause we f**king did this for you.

Though knowing you, you'll just end up yelling at our crew leader that night and tell US how bad of a job we did. That the Sunday crew did such a horrible job that you're disappointed. CAUSE THAT'S JUST HOW YOU ARE. B|
btw.... f**k YOU. I'm ready to just resign and pregnant dog slap you right about now.

Your RAGIN worker,
Boss

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Post by KRATOS AURION on Jul 25, 2011 0:09:37 GMT -5

Post by Sheena Fujibayashi on Jul 25, 2011 12:27:34 GMT -5