Saturday, 05 September 2009
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Everybody's Working for the Weekend...
...Or in my case, I am working the entire weekend.
There's nothing that bothers me more about working in the retail business than the crappy hours it offers, especially to a student. The shifts always come in short four to five hour time slots, which means they take up just enough time to get in the way of life, without actually making the event of work worth the journey there and back. If I am going to work, I want to get my money's worth. Give me six hours, seven hours. I would like to make at least fifty dollars a shift. I don't think that's a crime.
Now that school's started, though, my hours have been restricted even more, because I can only work from two pm to close, at ten-thirty. This means, unfortunately, that each night I work during the regular week, I will be held in the prison cell that is the customer service desk until ten-thirty each night. Oh joy. My favorite. Because there are no classes on Saturday or Sunday, though, I can work from the morning to the night.
I don't want to work through to the night though. I want to be able to go out. I want to be able to live my life and have a little time to myself that I can actually enjoy. I want to be able to get a dinner at a restaurant that serves more than Chicken McNuggets and french fries.
My boss, however, can't seem to understand this.
She has scheduled me to close every Friday and Saturday night for the past year, give or take a few instances when I needed off for special occasions, like a welcoming reception for incoming college freshmen. I work from four-thirty to close with all the n00bz of the store, everyone who's just been trained, meaning I get to do ample amounts of damage control nightly while my friends are going to the movies, dinner, the beach, etc. GAH! Where does it ever end?
Meanwhile, my boss and my fellow colleagues who also work the customer service desk work from sun up to about 3 pm. I want my crack at that shift.
Because honestly, what's the point of working if I never even get a chance to spend a little bit of the cash on something that would make me happy? Exactly. There isn't one. It's almost as though I'm working only so that I can afford to drive my car...to work. And driving to work...just so that I can afford to drive my car.
If only I didn't have a car. I could end this vicious cycle. Too bad the public transportation system in Southern New Jersey is virtually non-existant.
Anyway, this is just a long rant about how I can never work just to make it to the weekend like that good ol' Loverboy song suggests. Instead, I get to work the whole weekend, and then cry about it on Xanga.
I love a good pity party.Care to join in the rant about work?
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Comments (6)
Haha I WISH I could rant about work. Being unemployed isn't that fun either, but as of now, I think I'm a little happy with no work during the school year, because of all the work I'm receiving that I would never have time to do if I had to work over the weekend.
I work 24 hours a day, seven days a week. I'm a stay at home mom. I know, I know, that probably seems pretty good and most of the time it is, but some parts make me want to punch things. For example, my husband got up this morning to pee, and accidentally woke the baby up (for the day) so who gets to stay up with the kid while he sleeps for another 3 or 4 hours? Me. Needless to say I'm not happy with him at the moment.
@PaytonFamily - No! Being a stay at home mom is probably one of the toughest jobs! There is so much responsibility! You really should have made your husband stay up with the baby though. Because you need your sleep just as much if not more.
@bamzilicious26 - Yea. School and work is tough to balance. It sucks the life out of me most days and I walk around in a dreary haze...that is until I consume enormous amounts of coffee.
@afadedphotox - Bless you! I would have loved me make my husband stay up with the baby, but he'd worked night shift the day before & only got a few hours of sleep. Though I wish he hadn't stayed up till 3 a.m. LAST NIGHT since I told him he could sleep in today! >.<
Not to mention, I can't think of the last time I was able to "make" my husband do anything. He's not afraid of me, I think I'm doing something wrong lol
You're in college, right? So you're seeking higher education. Chances are, then, that you won't be working those weird retail hours your whole life. You'll work somewhere full-time eventually. Full-time usually means benefits and that you can add up some vacation and/or sick days. I know how invisible the future is, but that doesn't mean it isn't there. ;)
@cmyost - This is definitely true. I just wish the future wouldn't take so long to get here!