I got an email today informing me that there was a NEW schedule for the week, and my hours were cut by 1/6. That’s about $185 dollars a paycheck. (Feel free to do the math and figure out how pathetically little I make, go nuts). That’s a lot of money I could really use. 

I’m trying hard not to be angry at anyone, especially the guy doing the schedule, but simply angry at the situation. It’s not his fault that the Boss People had him shave down my hours to part-time status. It’s not my fault, either, although I do feel guilty/shamed somehow. I feel as if I did something wrong and I’m being punished. Or I’m just plain old not valuable enough to get a good schedule. Or other bullshit crazy-brain-inspired nonsense. Whatever the cause, it feels shitty. 

Seriously, that’s my car payment. That’s money for the trip to Portland. That’s groceries and cat food. Fuckballs. 

On top of the schedule change, I had to pass out meds this weekend, and it was awful. I know, just fucking know, that I messed up the paperwork somehow. I know I’m going to get email and text message reprimands while I’m trying to sleep today. I know I don’t get paid enough for this level of stress and uncertainty. I’m pretty close to the edge of disliking my job. 

 I do like my bosses, at least the one who talks to me, I’m just sick of being asked to go over and beyond for a company who won’t give me enough hours to live on happily. The thing that pisses me off the most, however, is that I will -for certain- roll over and take it with a smile. I don’t have the ovaries to tell then to stop pushing me around, overlooking me for promotions, and expecting me to roll with the multitude of punches. I complained a lot about the job I had in San Francisco, but God damnit, at least there I was given a little respect. 

I’ll probably get crap from my mom about posting my displeasure, and I may even change the privacy of this post to password protected, but if I lose my job because I wrote about an unnamed company in an undisclosed location citing only my emotions and a vague reference to compensation….

Maybe I’ll password protect it. No point in doocing myself when I actually like the job MOST of the time. 

But really, dudes, did you NEED to take 6 hours? I deserve better than that. 

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This is about as close as I get to losing my temper, loyal reader. Enjoy.