"Okay so here's the thing. I am so fucken pissed off. As this and the last 2 days have gone by I have just been the most angry person I have ever been inside.
Every day that I go to work I am worried about what the fuck is going to happen. I work at a video game store.
Naturally you would think it would be a walk in the park. You help people out, be nice, get them what they need, sell 'em some extra stuff and have them leave happy.
No, that would leave you very uniformed. I do more than that. I stock and answer phones, put up marketing promotions, close the store, open the store, clean the store, receive shit, sell shit, and from the higher up, take his shit.
By that I mean, everything I do or anyone else in my store doesn't matter to him unless I sell someone a subscription to a magazine, and get people to reserve something.
This fuken blows.
For the past 2 days, I have begun to HATE MY JOB. It's not fun anymore. They talk about fun, but they don't have to deal with the shit that we do. They interact with customers when they come into the store, but they don't do the rest. They don't stock or put up shit, or clean the store, or close down registers.....Nothing. They get to go from store to store making us....fear the job. I don't want to work for Nazi's. Yeah, I know that's harsh but it's like this: If you don't do how they expect then we are gone.
Telling me that my work ethic is worthless, and that I mean nothing important. That I should be gone if I can't sell. What The Fuck!!!!?? I do more than just sell. I help keep people coming back to the store. I have gotten so many compliments on what makes our store better than other stores. I do a great job. I do a wonderful job. I am not a slacker. I am fucken worth something. I hate this.
I couldn't sleep last night because I kept thinking about how much I despise someone. I can't stand feeling this way. I'm taking this shit home with me. It's affecting my life. I live in the fear of, if I don't sell what they want me to, I won't have a job. I have no aspiration to be there. I am just plain upset, I feel gross inside. I feel like this shit is festering inside me, and it's making me disgruntled.
I would never allow someone to do this to me, I am never some kind of victim like this. I would speak up and let someone know what's going on. I feel so helpless. God give me strength. I can't do this anymore. I don't want to be there anymore. It's too much. I want to like my job, like I used to. I had no patience today, I just kept thinking "it's almost over, it's almost over" I was gonna go off. I haven't ever felt like this at a job before. I don't know what to do...........
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Every day that I go to work I am worried about what the fuck is going to happen. I work at a video game store.
Naturally you would think it would be a walk in the park. You help people out, be nice, get them what they need, sell 'em some extra stuff and have them leave happy.
No, that would leave you very uniformed. I do more than that. I stock and answer phones, put up marketing promotions, close the store, open the store, clean the store, receive shit, sell shit, and from the higher up, take his shit.
By that I mean, everything I do or anyone else in my store doesn't matter to him unless I sell someone a subscription to a magazine, and get people to reserve something.
This fuken blows.
For the past 2 days, I have begun to HATE MY JOB. It's not fun anymore. They talk about fun, but they don't have to deal with the shit that we do. They interact with customers when they come into the store, but they don't do the rest. They don't stock or put up shit, or clean the store, or close down registers.....Nothing. They get to go from store to store making us....fear the job. I don't want to work for Nazi's. Yeah, I know that's harsh but it's like this: If you don't do how they expect then we are gone.
Telling me that my work ethic is worthless, and that I mean nothing important. That I should be gone if I can't sell. What The Fuck!!!!?? I do more than just sell. I help keep people coming back to the store. I have gotten so many compliments on what makes our store better than other stores. I do a great job. I do a wonderful job. I am not a slacker. I am fucken worth something. I hate this.
I couldn't sleep last night because I kept thinking about how much I despise someone. I can't stand feeling this way. I'm taking this shit home with me. It's affecting my life. I live in the fear of, if I don't sell what they want me to, I won't have a job. I have no aspiration to be there. I am just plain upset, I feel gross inside. I feel like this shit is festering inside me, and it's making me disgruntled.
I would never allow someone to do this to me, I am never some kind of victim like this. I would speak up and let someone know what's going on. I feel so helpless. God give me strength. I can't do this anymore. I don't want to be there anymore. It's too much. I want to like my job, like I used to. I had no patience today, I just kept thinking "it's almost over, it's almost over" I was gonna go off. I haven't ever felt like this at a job before. I don't know what to do...........
"Man O Man did I have a potty mouth that day......
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