Hot Garbage Juice Redux

I know the feeling.

Last week, I was told that my hours were going to be cut. Instead of 38 hours for the week, I would be getting 25. Because apparently, we just had to cut payroll.

Yeah, that didn’t turn out so well.

I was only supposed to be in from 14:00 to 18:00 today but I ended up staying until 21:00. Because if I hadn’t, there would have been no one else to do the 19:00 or 20:00 procedures. As it was, we had to get someone from the Front End to do lot duty, as no one was scheduled for it.

Before you ask: it’s been that bad all week. Nothing is getting covered. Today, there was at least one procedure that was completely skipped, as there was no one available to cover the door so it could get done.

My schedule for next week hasn’t been changed. In fact, no one has had their schedules changed for next week. A whole shitload of people had their schedules reduced for this week and it bit management in the ass hard. We didn’t have the coverage because of the payroll reduction. But it gets better.

Brenda, who was a Marketer, but is now at the doors has a set schedule of 11:00 to 19:30. It doesn’t change except for the weekends, where it’s 10:00 to 18:30. This has been her schedule for months.

According to management, a set schedule isn’t supposed to be a thing. At all. She’s supposed to be scheduled according to the needs of the business. So her available hours might be changing. I don’t know if she’s going to like that.

Honestly? I don’t know if I care. I’ve been jerked around enough that I just can’t make myself care about what may or may not happen. I might like the job and the paycheck, but some of the assorted bullshit makes it hard to give a damn.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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