a hundred reasons why I hate one of my jobs

08.16.2002 - 3:03 p.m.

Okay, let me ramble a little bit more about why I hate my morning job. First, I've mentioned this before, but the place is unorganized and everything operates in a stupid way. I'll touch more on this later. Second, Susan, the boss lady, is fucking neurotic. She's the one that runs the place in such a disorganized manner, and yet she has very specific ways she wants things to be done and talks to you as if you are a child if you aren't doing things her specific way. The lady is a fucking kook. Like she wants food packed into the bags in a very specific order, and drinks have to go just like this into a box, and labels should be on the boxes exactly this way, stuff like that. So I never know if I'm doing things exactly the way she wants them done, and usually I'm not, so then she gets to talk down to me and explain it to me as though I'm a developmentally challenged six year old. She drives me nutty. Third, I found out I'm not getting all of my tips. I've worked there for over a month and I was starting to think I was getting a little screwed on my money, so I started keeping good records of how many hours I worked each day, what my tips were, stuff like that to make sure that I was getting all my money. So today she takes the tickets from all the orders we delivered today. I'd made about $30 in tips, and I handed her the tickets and said, "Here's mine, and here's Will's." She just added all the fucking tips up and divided by two! So he made shit tips today and I made great tips today, but we both take the same amount home! Huh? That's now how it's supposed to work! And it would be fine if I'd reaped the benefits of this little system before, but I've never noticed that I've received more money than I should have based on the tips someone else made. I don't know what the hell is going on or if she's been doing it this way all along or what. Like I just barely caught on. And attached to this little pay issue is another issue that also attaches itself to the disorganization issue. At first I was getting a check every week for the hours I worked, and sometimes for my tips as well if they didn't have the cash in the business to pay it out each day. It seemed to work fine at the first, aside from the little issue of not knowing whether I was getting screwed or not that I mentioned previously. Now she seems to pay me whenever she wants. Like today she gave me a twenty, and said that I'd get the rest in a check next week. And she still owes me $9 from last week! And she's such a fuckup there's probably no way she's going to keep accurate track of what she owes me. My stress about the organization issues isn't only related to the fact that I think somewhere in there I'm losing money, but it's just in the overall efficiency of the business. I like to see things run smoothly, and I like to be able to see what's going on, whether that's my job or not. It just helps things run smoother, and when I see things that I can't understand and which keep me from doing my job the best way I can it makes my head spin. Plus I don't like to watch people do things the obviously wrong way. Of course I don't jump in and tell them how to do it right, but I can't just watch and laugh either. I have to look away. I just can't watch it. Today we had to organize all the invoices for the last month or something. Every invoice, accounts payable, accounts receivable, any piece of paperwork that had come into that place was all in one big pile. I had to weed out the ones that were monthly bills, the ones that were other forms of payment, and all the other shit, and then alphabetize. They were all in one stack. Now wouldn't it make more sense, since we already know everyone who has a monthly bill, to have a file for each company, then when their invoice comes in you just drop it in their folder? It would save time, and you'd always know where to look if you needed something. Ugh. Little stuff. Drives me crazy. And this is from someone who thinks his apartment has been ransacked every time he comes home because it's such a mess. That's how bad stupid this job is.

I'm not sure how long I'm going to last there. I don't think it's going to be a real long time.

PS - I still really like Domino's.


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