My Job: I Don't Think I Can Take Much More Of This.
My Job: I Don't Think I Can Take Much More Of This.
*internally screams and cries until I run out of tears*
I received my new schedule for this week.
Shoot me. Shoot me now. If I spend one more second at this job, I'd bash my own head in with a baseball bat fifty times until it's bleeding and I lose half my brain!
First of all, this weekend is the busiest weekend of all with Taylor Swift's dumb concert movie. It's sold out and is playing in half of our theaters every half hour.
In short, this weekend is The Weekend From Hell.
I don't have much experience working behind the counter where we sell the food, snacks and drinks. I was planning on asking for more practice during the slowest days so that way, I'm not stuck being a greeter for the rest of my movie theater career. I hadn't had the chance to ask yet, but they have me working there on Friday.
Not the slowest day.
THE BUSIEST DAY.
REALLY?? NOW? NOW YOU DECIDE TO PLACE ME BEHIND THE COUNTER WITH MY DUMBASS NOT BEING ABLE TO COUNT CHANGE BACK OR TO HANDLE PRESSURE WITHOUT ANXIETY?!
And I requested to have Sundays off so I can spend quality time with my family.
THEY STILL SCHEDULED ME TO WORK THIS SUNDAY! AND I ALSO ASKED TO NOT WORK PAST 10PM AND THEY HAVE ME WORKING 10:30 NEXT THURSDAY!
I honestly don't think I can take much more of this. I wanted to suck it up through the holidays so I can be saving up money for Christmas presents, but I can't last that long. I can't even write this without crying right now.
I know that things will get better the longer I work there, but in the meantime, it sucks ass!
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