Exhaustion
Do you remember the week before I went home for Christmas? How I complained and was all whiney about how much I was working. Prepare for more of the same.
It's happened again. I'm working four days in a row. (Today will be day two) But I don't even get paid extra, cause technically it's over a two week period and each week contains my usual number of hours.
My feet already hate me. I work with my manager tonight. I might have to ever so politely and jokingly inform him not to schedule my hours like that again or I'll have to have both of my feet amputated. I don't want to be feetless.
Plus, I've heard rumor of some $40 municipal tax that's being take out of this week's pay. I'm almost annoyed enough to go Republican.
It's happened again. I'm working four days in a row. (Today will be day two) But I don't even get paid extra, cause technically it's over a two week period and each week contains my usual number of hours.
My feet already hate me. I work with my manager tonight. I might have to ever so politely and jokingly inform him not to schedule my hours like that again or I'll have to have both of my feet amputated. I don't want to be feetless.
Plus, I've heard rumor of some $40 municipal tax that's being take out of this week's pay. I'm almost annoyed enough to go Republican.
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