*drum roll*
My mom with this following line-
“Stop calling here for my daughter! She’s coming in at 3 for her shift because she’s responsible and will cover her own shift. I have 2 handicapped men here, a dead father and a leaking basement, I don’t have time to pick up the phone every 4 minutes to you calling her. Stacey is going back to sleep and will be in at 3.”
When I was little all the kids on the block would call her “mean momma” for her attitude- now I love her for it and see when it can come in handy. I wish I was kinda more like her and not so passive.
Anyway, my work keeps calling here- they won’t leave me alone. It’s like some creepy stalker, but one that pays $8.75 and hour. My mom say’s it’s harassment, I just call it the fact that I work with a bunch of druggies.
The girl today has been calling here since she opened at 6am saying that she is puking and shaking. MEMO- umm maybe it’ll help if you don’t go out drinking every other weekend when your kids aren’t home when you know you work! Especially when you know that the boss is out of town and you have to open the store at 6am.
She used the whole “WELL, the boss is out of town and Stacey is the second boss so she has to come in” line. My words to that is, yeah okay, I call myself the assistant manager and my boss does too, but really, I get paid the same amount an hour that she does. If I got paid more, I would go in, but the truth is I didn’t go to sleep until 5am because my summer sleep habits are awful, and I have to work at 3- midnight tonight. If I didn’t have to work at 3 today I would go in, but I do and I’m fucking sick of always covering everyone else’s shifts. I work like four Nine hour shifts a week now, two of which are suppose to be mine… the other ones I pick up from everyone else because again, I’m passive.
Plus, at the end of this month I’m out of there. So honestly I don’t care what happens. I don’t really seeing my boss firing me for this, because it was my mom’s fault and not mine. But even if he does, it means I can be a bum for the rest of the summer and still be around to see Mac’s go down in flames without me. The girl before me carried the store, and when she left it went down a couple notches and stayed low after I took over… I honestly see it going lower and my boss having no staff other than the rats that live in the milk cooler at the end of the year.
But for now, I’m going to stop worrying about work and try to sleep. We’ll see what happens. If I was in Vegas though, I would be betting that I can't sleep and will go in anyway at 10. Blah, I want to be more like my mother, damnit!!
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