Man, you know that feeling you get when you walk up on people and they stop talking, and look at you in that way? You know that in their head their saying, "Oh, yeah, I see it now".
I HATE that. Why, oh why can't people be a little more decent and just disguise it a tad more?
Oh yeah, let me explain.
I went back to work today for the first time in about a month and a half. Why? Because that long ago when I called my boss to tell her I couldn't make it in for my 2 fucking hour shift, she bitched at me and told me that she's gonna have to do something about me. (The reason I wasn't able to work was becuase I was out of town, taking care of my grandmother whom we were putting in a nursing home becuase that day she fell out of bed and let go of her bowels everywhere, and my drunkass fuck of an uncle was too chicken to take care of it and had to call me and my mom from 3 hours away.)
I know I didn't take care of my business for a long time, but frankly, I thought I had been fired, so I let it go. Until one of the girls that works with me and goes to my school, told me that I was still on the schedule. I call up my boss and she says hey, come on back, I'm training you to be promoted. ALRIGHT. Whatev.
So I get there to see when I work next, and halfway there they poke their heads up like little prissy prairie dogs and start looking at each other in "that way". I get there and find out I work tonight, 7-8. She's training me to be a key (which is one step up from just a sales associate). I've been there longer than her, and I know how to close, just not open. I don't say a word and just let her do her thing.
This may sound like a pointless rant, but the whole time I was there, it felt like I had come back after a fucking gossip war. I could practically feel my name in the air, and the fucking walls were screaming at me. It makes me want to quit and just go work for the craft store, making frames. Which, I would LOVE to do. But since my boss is pregnant and due sometime in june, she needs me to work part of her shift, and I really need a good reference from her.
So now I'm here, writing this, and I'm sick and fucking tired of being pushed around, talked about, and treated like a child. I may be quiet, but that doesn't mean I can't pick up the fact that she was being a smartass gossip.
I HATE that. Why, oh why can't people be a little more decent and just disguise it a tad more?
Oh yeah, let me explain.
I went back to work today for the first time in about a month and a half. Why? Because that long ago when I called my boss to tell her I couldn't make it in for my 2 fucking hour shift, she bitched at me and told me that she's gonna have to do something about me. (The reason I wasn't able to work was becuase I was out of town, taking care of my grandmother whom we were putting in a nursing home becuase that day she fell out of bed and let go of her bowels everywhere, and my drunkass fuck of an uncle was too chicken to take care of it and had to call me and my mom from 3 hours away.)
I know I didn't take care of my business for a long time, but frankly, I thought I had been fired, so I let it go. Until one of the girls that works with me and goes to my school, told me that I was still on the schedule. I call up my boss and she says hey, come on back, I'm training you to be promoted. ALRIGHT. Whatev.
So I get there to see when I work next, and halfway there they poke their heads up like little prissy prairie dogs and start looking at each other in "that way". I get there and find out I work tonight, 7-8. She's training me to be a key (which is one step up from just a sales associate). I've been there longer than her, and I know how to close, just not open. I don't say a word and just let her do her thing.
This may sound like a pointless rant, but the whole time I was there, it felt like I had come back after a fucking gossip war. I could practically feel my name in the air, and the fucking walls were screaming at me. It makes me want to quit and just go work for the craft store, making frames. Which, I would LOVE to do. But since my boss is pregnant and due sometime in june, she needs me to work part of her shift, and I really need a good reference from her.
So now I'm here, writing this, and I'm sick and fucking tired of being pushed around, talked about, and treated like a child. I may be quiet, but that doesn't mean I can't pick up the fact that she was being a smartass gossip.