[[Still A Girly Girl]]

Jan 3, 2006

The more I work at my job, the more disgruntled I get. I lose respect for my manager every single day, and the union is just a joke.

Minimum wage just went up from $7.35 an hour to $7.63. I was making $7.55 before, so you would think that now I'd be making $7.83, right? Not a chance. Since my previous wage was lower than the new minimum all they did was bump me up to $7.63. Now, since everything I was promised at hire turned out to be just a big lie, the only thing this job had left to offer was a wage higher than all the rest. Now that I could get the same wage anywhere else in town, I don't feel like there's much keeping me there, aside from a little bit of seniority and a lot of really short gigs on my resume.

The entire fuel staff has been reprimanded in the "employee notebook" for bitching about other employees who don't do their jobs. Our manager asked us to just "not pay attention to what other people are doing" and take care of ourselves. I'm sorry, but there is only one person that I work with who does everything she's supposed to every single day. Everyone else leaves me a load of shit to take care of that I already have to do, and it just makes twice as much work when they leave theirs for me, and if what I'm doing is clean up after lazy bitches who lie about how much work they've done, you can bet I'm going to be steamed about it.

The fuel manager also took it upon herself to re-write my numbers on the customer count, commenting in the margin that "If you can't write neatly, don't bother writing at all!" My handwriting hasn't been the same since I lost some of my sensation and motor skills to the massive attack I had two summers ago, but my writing is definitely legible and I think that her remark was pretty immature. I've resolved to just ignore it until she stops being so passive-agressive and decides to address me directly.

With a little bit of encouragment from one of the management-level employees who actually likes me and thinks I'm good at my job, I've applied for yet another position in the store. This position is an office clerk position, and if I were given this job, I would be responsible for counting all of the money in the store, and for backing up all of the departments if they need help. This is more along the lines of what I excel at, and apparently, on the word of the woman who talked me into it, the assistant manager agrees that I could be good for the position. We'll see how far that gets me, since every attempt I've made to be put in the store in the last eight months has been pretty effectively squashed.

I'm just grumpy today, and I probably should focus more of my energy on enjoying my day off. I hope everyone had a happy New Year!

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Posted by erynthenerd @ 11:15 AM

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