Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Scenes from a Job, pt. 2

AND THEN.

After more than two weeks of WE CAN WORK THIS OUT, I'M SURE, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT from the temp agency guy who I've been telling EVERY DAY about this job place expects me to work an 11:30 AM to 8 PM shift but I was told it was a regular-work-day-hours-9-to-5-or-8-to-4 shift and I NEED TO HAVE THIS RESOLVED NOW RATHER THAN LATER... I had the guy from the temp agency show up at my job today for a meeting.

First he meeted with the work people, and I didn't even know he was here.

Then I was told I had to drop the call I was in the middle of and go talk to the guy.

SO I talked to the guy and it was 20 minutes of "HOLY COW ARE WE SORRY I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU KNOW WE NEVER WOULD HAVE PUT YOU IN FOR THIS JOB IF WE HAD KNOWN THERE WAS NO EARLY SHIFT AVAILABLE BECAUSE YOU SAID YOU WANTED EARLY SHIFT BUT THERE ISN'T THAT SO WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?"

So I, sitting here no longer in a meeting, still have to ask myself. JUST WHAT DO I WANT TO DO?

Fuck.

FUCKING ASS.

I'm having a great. JUST GREAT.

Normally, I would love go to work at 11:30.

But I am no longer in charge. This is going to end badly, I can tell. There will be tears and yelling and maybe throwing things.

I hate it already.

2 comments:

Funky Smith said...

I'm sorry. That's bad.

Phoooiee said...

I didn't cry or throw anything, actually.