#fuck my job
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I hate working in the food industry. Disregarding the fact that food should be free in the fucking first place. Food that is on its way to the trash bin should be extra fucking free to anyone who wants it!
My coworkers are having a fit bc one kid who works here is taking the outdated food home after its been scanned out(a thing they have all done btw) and he was "being sneaky about it"
I hate my job. I hate working with these assholes who have no compassion for anyone unless they decide that person has earned it by being a good worker. This kid is a minor btw.
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i just want to stay at home and read steddie fics, but NOOOO i have to go to WORK
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If it doesn’t benefit me I’m not doing it, 2024!!!!!
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No joke, my whole week has been just
And then having to act like everything normal cos i have work and chores and daily functions like eating
Long story short, new upper management are dicks, esp one who got annoyed i cried on a call w them and the only one for some reason trying to screw me over and stress me the fuck out
and tho temporarily sorted out I have to now think abt sorting everything for after w rent, tax, insurance and moooore... 🥲 wish me luck gurl
#cray-cray-anime random#cray-cray-anime post#mini rant#anxiety#stress#fuck my job#fuck upper management#i am so tired#seriously need sleep#ALSO#i am financially ok so dw#mentally and physically not so ok#there's even still that dead spider I've been too scared to clean up#life shit#fml#tw cussing#rottmnt screenshot#rottmnt meme#rottmnt mikey#rottmnt disaster twins#is it meme if rant/vent? idk#dear god i need a good sleep and food#ok bye
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She's just like me 😇
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So a few months ago I got my name changed (hooray). And I now have my SSN and DL changed as well. I've even got my name changed in all the systems at work. Except for on my badge. At each step security has told me I need yet another document. With the court order it was I need my SSN. With my SSN it was I needed my DL. With my DL it's now I need a birth certificate or passport. The former being impossible thanks to my birth state's laws and the latter being an almost half a year process.
I asked my boss for help and all he (a 50 something white man) had to say was "Well it wasn't this hard when my wife (who works for the same company) changed her last name to mine. Try reaching out to HR." Great. Thanks. Very helpful (Lie). So I call HR and like always with this shit they just were completely unwilling to help.
So here I am over 2 months out from my legal name change still fighting to get my legal fucking name on my badge at work. I'm so tired. I'm so tired of how hard they make it for us. So tired of how people will try to relate to us with their completely irrelevant Cishet experiences. I want to scream and cry and kick the printer and knock over the shredder. I want everyone to know how much I fucking hate this company and the society it upholds.
But that gets you fired. So instead I'm venting on Tumblr to my like 5 followers. I hope y'all are having a better day than me.
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fuck working. why can’t i just be a rich housewife
#gaslight gatekeep girlboss#housewife#gold digger#fuck my job#it girl#just girlboss things#girl boss fr#why
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Boy do I love procrastinating at work
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i am finally taking a rot day !!!!!!!!!
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Welcome to hating my life!
She's got a degree, but is still scrounging for hours in a job that doesn't give a shit about her.
She write fanfic that gets no comments.
She can write but apparently not finish anything original!
She gives great editorial feedback but can't market so she can't get clients!
She's... a fucking burnout loser!
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Monday of a fast food worker
I don't wanna go to work
I just want to go to bed.
I wanna stop the buzzing
And the screaming
That's all up in my head.
I don't wanna do my job
I just wanna go to sleep.
Curl up under fuzzy blankets
Without so much as a peep.
I don't wanna go outside
I don't wanna socialize.
I don't wanna see the hate
That hides in everybody's eyes.
If I can think of any words
To make this poem any longer,
I will, but why should I?
How can my point be any stronger?
I don't like my manager,
Treats me like a filthy curr.
Makes me stress and causes panic,
Throws my head into a whirr.
As I sit and drink my coffee
I sip and slurp and ponder
Is it really okay for this shit to go on longer???
#Random poem I came up with#random poem#random poetry#fuck my job#i'm fucking drained#End today already#crappy poetry#monday#fuck mondays#Bring me my weekend
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Quite emotionally draining when your job that you’ve been at for 2 years isn’t doing what it should and getting you clients…. I’m going into the tail end of my month broke. With crazy bills to pay because all my association fees done out and I’m set to make like 500$ this paycheck..
#if anyone wants to help out 😩#not this often that I’m THIS poor#but holy#fuck my job#looking for other ones they look just as bad#May just apply for something minimum wage#me#ally
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Wanna hear something frustrating?
No?
On Wednesday I was at work, and I was called up to the register. Not unusual for people to get called up to the register, especially on a busy night where we’re short-handed (they’re term, not mine), but I have never been called up. Now, you’re thinking, oh, it’s fine, you work in retail, they train everyone on how to use the register, even part-timers.
I don’t know how to use the fucking register.
I gave some bullshit excuse over the Walkie about my zone being a wreck, which is both accurate and inaccurate and I’ll talk about that another time. But I only gave the excuse so that I could get up to the Clerical Office to explain that I have absolutely no idea how to use the register. I get up there, and guess what?
Lecture City, Population: Me
I got lectured about giving that excuse and how my boss didn’t want to hear that specific excuse because “We’re a team here and if I let you off for that excuse it sounds like I’m picking favorites” (or some bullshit like that), even after I explained that I was never trained on the register!
I was already anxious because they scheduled me on a day that I couldn’t be there and I had requested off previously, so I had to tell them that I won’t be coming in no matter what.
Apparently, I was supposed to be trained on the register during my training when I first started over SIX MONTHS AGO.
But there I was, out of training, unable to use the register, and ready to have a breakdown in the middle of work. I was unable to breathe for basically the rest of the night, and could not stop shaking. I literally kept mumbling to myself as I picked at my lip and flicked my fidget ring,
“Keep it together, [Name]. Just keep it together. Ground yourself. Just a few more hours.”
The fact that I was able to switch between being an anxious wreck and interacting with customers as if there was absolutely nothing wrong is astounding on a level all it’s own.
#i hate my job#my job makes me anxious#my boss sucks#work sucks#work stories#part time work#part time work stories#part timer#part time job#job stories#part time job stories#mental health#mental health decline#anxiety go brrr#fuck my job#fuck my boss#the pay is getting weird#i work 11 hours this past pay period#at 15 dollars an hour#that should be about $165 total#i only got paid about $82#i'm pissed
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Can I hire someone to come to my job and destroy it?
Serious inquiries only
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