I guess it always CAN get worse.
I went into work to try to see if anyone would take my Saturday shift for me so I could go to my friend’s bridesmaid fitting, but no one could. My boss, Becky, even had me call employees who had quit over a month ago to see if they would like to come in and work for me. They couldn’t, or rather, wouldn’t, and Becky won’t come in and cover it for me.
She said, “You have two options. Work or be fired.”
You know, I get that it is my fault for not requesting off. It’s my fault that I am in this situation… but that DOES NOT give her the right to just be so… bitchy about it.
I can’t lose my job obviously, even though I hate just about everything about that God forsaken place. And even though I am only being given… oh… about ten hours a week for the past 3 MONTHS… I am so strapped for money that anything helps.
I really think I have the worse luck in the world. Someone nominate me for Guinness.
