Normally, being the procrastinator that I am, I would put this post off until the very last minute that it must be done. Continuing the practices of procrastination was my plan, but now seems like a fitting time to write (or in this case; vent!) Actually, now that I think about it my last free-written blog was me venting. Maybe I should rename my blog with something including my nack for complaining.
Moving on to the real issues, I feel as though my world is spinning at a million miles an hour right now. Every single day I wake up, go to school, go to work, do homework, and then go to sleep. I realize that this is the schedual of nearly every college student, and that I should probably get used to it considering I have four more years it ahead of me, but I don't want to! During the weekends I get so stressed attempting to see my friends whenever I'm not working that I usually end up ditching at least three plans. Next thing I know, It's back to the old "school-work-homework-sleep-repeat" routine. I realize that I should cut down on working before I get burnt out but I need to pay rent and get my shopping fix. And I'm sure you're probably wondering why I'm not sleeping considering it's one in the morning and I'm complaining about no time to relax, but how am I supposed to relax with a list of the things that I need to do running through my head at a million miles an hour?
Worst of all, the very last place on earth that I would ever want to be is work. I understand that that's why it's called work and they're not paying me just for fun, but I have never hated a job as much as this one at the La Crosse Family Restaurant. I have been working there for nearly nine months and have been planning my quitting speech since day one. The place is absolutely crazy. The cooks, along with the dish washers and bussers, are all straight out of mexico and speek almost no english. When they do manage to gather a couple words that we can comprehend it is only to tell us of how worthless we are. The most aggrivating of them all are the cooks, who regularly shot-gun beers while cooking. Once drunk and angry, they like to throw our tickets away when they're mad, or simply throw our food at us. Next we have the two owners, cousins from Macedonia. One is a crazy, egotistical man that imports drugs from Europe to sell to his imigrate employees. The other is a fairly smart business man besides the fact that he involves himeself in the drama of his employees. Moving on the the last group of people that I work with, the waitresses, we have a whole new group of crazy to deal with. At least four or five of the waitresses are deeply in love with the owners and spend all of their time trying to steal them away from their wives. All of the morning waitresses like to leave the night waitresses notes on how terrible of a job we do. On really good nights, such as tonight, they stay after to inform us of the fact that we are bringing down sales because we have such terrible customer service. There is one waitress that I like and hang out with outside of work, named Tric. Finally, we have the customers. Many of the customers I enjoy greatly, some of them are even the main factor that keeps me there. On the other hand, many are at least seventy-five years old and still think that a dollar and fifty cents is an outstanding tip. I'm sure at this point you are wondering, as am I, why I have put up with this place for nine months. After careful consideration and getting threatened to be beaten up by one of the bussers, I have decided it is finally time to find a new job. I honestly think that if I attempt to balance the stress of school, friends, a boyfriend, and working in the worst place in the world any longer my head will in fact explode.
Now that I have finally vented I'm going to make a second attempt at some much needed sleep. Or just go tell Ty to have his stuff out by the morning because I'm angry and hes promised me three times in less than twenty-four hours that he would do the dishes right away. ha.
4 comments:
I thought my life was stressful. I understand the work situation. I deal with that every day or I did until I switched stores. It has seemed to help the situation,except that no matter where you work there is always that one person that drives you nuts. :-(
Wow. that is really crazy. i dont know which is crazier the owners of the resaurant or the cooks slamming beers. and ya it sounds like you should definatly find a new better job.
yea thats crappy. I just got fired from ym job at subway of 2 years and i have never felt so free in my life. my manager was on some bs and tried to fire me for a stupid reason. instead of keeping myself contained, i flipped out and told him about how crappy of ajob he has done for the last two years and how i was the one who trained him. I ahet to brag but i was the life of that place and sicne iv been gone its clear that no one wants to eat at the wal mart sub way. everyone but me, was slow and incase you ahvnt been to subway for a while.. it takes a long time any way. so pretty muhc screw your job, get out and get on!
I can definetly relate, during the week I feel like a robot that gets up, goes to school,goes to work, does homework, and then goes to sleep. Day after Day its the same thing. It reminds me of that Bill Murray movie called Groundhog Day where he replays the same day over and over. Your job seems very interesting, I wish mine was that interesting, all I get to do is listen to old guys complain that they are too old to be working construction.
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