I worked until 10:00 last night. Yeah, I said I wouldn’t work past 9:00 but on Thursday I was told I’d be working until 10:00 now. I tried to talk to my boss about it, saying I’d filled out an ‘availability’ form that I would only work until 9:00 and I was way too old for this. He shrugged. “This shift goes until 10:00 now”
Luckily there were two of us because there was way too much work for one preparing for the long weekend rush. We still went like crazy to do it all. I found out all kinds of things the young people don’t do or fudge. A real eye-opener.
Many people say I should just quit my job but I’m sticking to it. I will not slink away and let him do this. Next week I’m going over his head to the big boss.
The upside of all this is I have the whole weekend off! So many students coming in this weekend being trained there’s not enough room for me. Those people taking my job have a wild and crazy weekend ahead of them. And for a cherry on top, a new girl starts today in the bakery and she has pastry chef experience so the other girls are feeling threatened. How does it feeeel?
I feel beat up; the work hangover. Of course, I wake up at 6:30. I didn’t get home until 10:40 at night. Stayed up until 1:30 drifting in and out of sleep, then wake up too early. Extra coffee day.
I can stick to my painting! Yesterday I did a couple of hours and got a little more done.
Maybe I’ll even finish it this weekend. I hope to do something with friends but that might not happen.
One last thought on “stick”: I wish I could tell them where to stick that job.
Going to make another pot of coffee now……