I have the desire to quit my job, because my bosses are jerk-wads to me. The situation is pretty cliche' and even though I've been at that freakin' gas station for a little over two years, I'm having problems with them being rude and "talking down" to me, AGAIN.
I originally thought I would work there until I transfer to a different college, most likely for the Spring 2014 semester, BUT, I've talked to my bf, and finally my Ma after enough stuff happened, (I've tried talking to friends, but they just say, "that sucks" and change the topic without giving any advice or telling me what they would do if it was them), and my Ma told me that she would go down there with me, or without me if I prefer, just not to expect to keep my job after that happens... I told her I didn't want to get fired, but now, it has been only a week or so or more bad "treatment", and I couldn't care less at this point. I know I'm too old to have my Mommy doing stuff like this for me, but damn, they never really actually hear anything I say or listen to me for more than a few words. It's lame. They've also have complained about my clothes a couple of times. I don't even dress weird for work. Long shorts, (they don't have the AC on to were I can feel it on the weekends when they're out of town to their nice house in the big city), blue jeans, no make up or just mascara normally. I don't wear jewelry or have any other piercings but the traditional set in my ears. (ONE hole per ear, not even gauges.) I've still heard them speak to each other in their native language and one or two English words, like my name, and "outfit", and I've never just blown up at them or anything. I wore this long, plain brown skirt to work a few times, and the Mrs. Boss complained to Mr. Boss. (They're a married couple.) Customers never made any faces, neither did our "cleaning guy" that helps me lock up the store at closing time- he said I looked nice when he noticed the skirt- and apparently, they just don't like me wearing a skirt of any kind. It's weird, I feel they are acting rude to me, and I've been treated unfairly for a long time there. If another worker talks about me, (only one of us and the "cleaning guy" work at the same time for the evening shift), they start giving me crap. It's as if they never truly trust me, yet, for about six to eight months, I was opening the store every Sat. and Sun. while they were at their nice, city home. ...This situation is leaving me stressed, for the second time, but the only reason I even kept this job for so long was to have money for awesome clothes my parents would never buy me. (Mainly stuff from online.) It feels pretty sucky to get treated like this for the second time, and it is because a worker that has been there longer and before me is talking about me. The same situation, different person. I never confronted the first person, but, I hardly see the second person, and the bosses have pretty much decided that I'm crap. SO, I'll just have to either suck it up, which, I don't want to do anymore, or, have my Ma help me/confront them for me. And here I thought that everything was going to stay smooth after the first person that talked about me quit over a year ago. *shakes head*
SAT.~9/7/13
P.K.1~PinkKitty1
"When you can't seem to piece things together anymore;
it seems like everyone's an emotional whore.
Trampling on the true meaning of things;
Over eccentric;
completely oblistic.
You take a long walk- about a mile and a half-
and you realize:
Thing's don't have to stay where they are...
You can change your own life,
you can live,
and be,
the one you want to be.
You could quit on all you do now;
and start over again- and again.
You can 'remake' yourself;
a whole new whole,
and smile onto the world once more-
that's a second chance-
right?
Pour your soul out-
RIGHT INFRONT OF A CROWD;
release your inner being!
Let them see what you feel!
Bring forth your dieing wrath;
you deserve a moment in time-
where it's-
"ALL MINE!"
.......
I believe in you,
I want you to believe in me...
Give me another chance;
let me change me!
I love you like...
a righteous person-
A soul with beautiful dignity.
Romance can be wasted;
but that's not what I see here. :)
I see a person,
with a smile on their face- that means nothing-
who wishes to save the world;
along with themselves...
Forgive me,
for, I too am human.
I fail to understand,
and comprehend,
when you needed me-
and I want you to understand;
I'M SORRY.
...I'll try to be there,
right by your 'injured' side;
so to help,
and hold,
you up when you need to cry-
but you just won't let yourself.
Not a moment to denia,
but everything you ever felt;
in this damn humanity.
Let's not blow each other up;
let's not scream in each others ear!
Let's grow into real humans;
and draw out a constant pleasant state.
Let's grow old enough to say,
"I really liked it in the old days."
and smile with tender feelings we share;
not really with each other-
but the things we shared."
R.K.~PinkKitty1
11/6/08~(10:22 P.M.)
"The sunflower seeds,
they dismay,
falling softly,
in the rain.
...Heaven brings forth,
the life you wished for;
near death you will see...
Now's the time to believe.
Don't waist time wishing,
when you can be dishing,
out the love you feel you deserve.
"Give onto others you wish done onto you..."
That is how the wise saying goes-
even though it doesn't go that way.....
Hoping for tomorrow,
is a start,
for living- AGAIN.
Sit up and eat right.
Stand strong,
'til the end of the fight.
Grab hold of your past dignities,
and squish them with all your might.
Living back then will not help you now,
UNLESS you only want to feel like a clown...
"Go away!"
Some will say,
if you don't believe the same way...
Stand strong,
'til the end of the fight...
Remain standing, still, then.
Hope is lying silent in thin (amounts).....
Dream on your own time;
wake up!
-And see what's right.
Amen I say to you,
with a religious might-
some may say.
I'd be a hypocrite if allowed the moment;
in the REAL reality...
Grim,
and tired,
you stay;
while I,
TRY,
and grow older with an odd grace,
and dignity.
I may have failed already,
but,
that'll be okay-
if that's the way for me.
Does this make since?
Any of it?
No.
No it doesn't.
Just crack open a book and learn something.
I may not know the answer to your question,
but I have a clue of the(se) feeling(s) you feel...
"Honesty's the best policy..."
A wise quote may say,
but how about if you feel that way?
...To the way things work out-
time will stop;
and dust will carry you away...
In the wind,
you will spin-
"To the heaven's!"
you may cry."
R.K.~PinkKitty1
11/2/08~(10:46 P.M.)
