[/ rages and paces] I went through the entire rack yesterday and fixed the five errors. FIVE ERRORS! Today I come in and a customer wants to pick up his stuff. What happens you ask? ITS NOT ON THE FUCJKINGR FRACKKS ITS SUPPOSED TO BE ONE! MOTHER ********! FBUEHKW! I want to kill this girl or like burn her so that she NEVER EVER FORGETS TO DOUBLE CHECK! I just went through the ENTIRE RACK AGAIN! I'm so tired on this job. I want to quit now... right now. I want to quit. I'm so angry and frustrated and sick and tired of their s**t.
They don't do all their work. they chat with customers instead of doing their work, which leaves more s**t for me to do. They make mistakes and don't own up to them. They don't even take responisibility for them or offer to help me with this [/ sob] huge piles of s**t that is now all my responsbility. When it shouldn't be. It shouldn't be.
God, I want to cry in a corner. I'm gonna find a quiet place and cry duing my break. ******** all this stress. ******** work. ******** the other girls and that ******** SHIRT! If that had not been going down, I could be okay. I think I could deal with their incompetence if that shirt was not gone. God, why that shirt. WEUITHEKUNFWDIenf acbwa cadbfhw WQHY DO I HAVE TOT AKE REPDKEdhcab wk stupid stupid stupid good for nothing good girl ********. God dammit.
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