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are you kidding me
Jul. 1st, 2023 09:16 amYou might recall that I have spent the last several YEARS complaining that work rarely has anyone working Friday or Saturday with me. My current coworker VOLUNTEERED to work last night because she missed a good chunk of the previous week after a car accident (she's fine). I walk into work last night and she's up front and I'm all happy because weekends in general work so much better if I have someone working with me for even one night.
Imagine my absolute horror when my shift lead stalks up to the register and hisses at my coworker, "what are you doing? I told you we don't need you tonight." Now I need you to imagine the line is backed all the way to the cooler when this happens. That's a line of ten people, at least. On the Friday before the 4th of July. So when the line temporarily dies down, my coworker leaves.
And I damn near cried because who the fuck does that? It's a Friday! The lead and I talked the other day about how just having her run the register would be a serious help and the lead AGREED and said if I wanted her to work and she wanted to work, lead thought it would be okay.
But when the lead mentioned her two reasons for why she really told CW to leave, I damn near walked off the job.
Before we get there, let me take a moment and walk you through me trying to process this fuckery. At first I think maybe hell froze and the dayshift managed to finish Tuesday's truck finally and that they also put away the food truck. It was a stretch but POSSIBLE. I go in the back to grab a cart and at first I see a stack of the green food totes and think, "oh, maybe they really did finish." But the deeper into the stockroom I ventured, the more this hope fell apart. I see the totes from Tuesday's truck. And Wednesday's. All the boxes from Wednesday's truck. I turn and see all the carts and uboats are filled with the food truck or other truck's stuff.
So that's a no on the theory that maybe we really didn't 'need' her. There's enough crap in the stockroom that even with Manders on her A game, we'd still not finish by the end of my shift. And Manders is NOT on her A game. She's sick and also has a borked wrist. Both are things my overnight lead KNEW before she let CW go.
My confusion is great. Manders is also confused because she says as much when she leaves early because she's sick.
Later, I find out the truth.
Lead let CW go because
a) Lead didn't think it was fair that CW was getting paid to just sit and do nothing while I (we?) work my ass off.
b) Daytime Lead gave CW the go ahead to work so that overnight would be able to finish the food truck (and maybe the totes) so that Daytime Lead could continue to not do shit.
It was a fucking powerplay. Overnight Lead didn't want Daytime to be rewarded and not have to do anything so she sent CW home and sentenced me to another night alone. Which means I had to work TWICE as hard as I would've if she'd just let CW stay. You know how else we could've not rewarded daytime being lazy? By figuring out a set stopping point and stopping when we reached it. Like, fill a uboat or two and when those were done, no more. Save the rest for daytime.
Because you know who doesn't have to work the rest of this weekend? Overnight Lead!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHH.
We're on borrowed time with CW anyway because she's super pregnant and could pop any day now. Let the damn girl work if she wants to! Let her sit down if she needs to! Her being on register is fucking helpful, especially on a weekend when people don't stop coming!
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, am I the only goddamn adult who can see that sometimes it really is better to have some help rather than no help?
Imagine my absolute horror when my shift lead stalks up to the register and hisses at my coworker, "what are you doing? I told you we don't need you tonight." Now I need you to imagine the line is backed all the way to the cooler when this happens. That's a line of ten people, at least. On the Friday before the 4th of July. So when the line temporarily dies down, my coworker leaves.
And I damn near cried because who the fuck does that? It's a Friday! The lead and I talked the other day about how just having her run the register would be a serious help and the lead AGREED and said if I wanted her to work and she wanted to work, lead thought it would be okay.
But when the lead mentioned her two reasons for why she really told CW to leave, I damn near walked off the job.
Before we get there, let me take a moment and walk you through me trying to process this fuckery. At first I think maybe hell froze and the dayshift managed to finish Tuesday's truck finally and that they also put away the food truck. It was a stretch but POSSIBLE. I go in the back to grab a cart and at first I see a stack of the green food totes and think, "oh, maybe they really did finish." But the deeper into the stockroom I ventured, the more this hope fell apart. I see the totes from Tuesday's truck. And Wednesday's. All the boxes from Wednesday's truck. I turn and see all the carts and uboats are filled with the food truck or other truck's stuff.
So that's a no on the theory that maybe we really didn't 'need' her. There's enough crap in the stockroom that even with Manders on her A game, we'd still not finish by the end of my shift. And Manders is NOT on her A game. She's sick and also has a borked wrist. Both are things my overnight lead KNEW before she let CW go.
My confusion is great. Manders is also confused because she says as much when she leaves early because she's sick.
Later, I find out the truth.
Lead let CW go because
a) Lead didn't think it was fair that CW was getting paid to just sit and do nothing while I (we?) work my ass off.
b) Daytime Lead gave CW the go ahead to work so that overnight would be able to finish the food truck (and maybe the totes) so that Daytime Lead could continue to not do shit.
It was a fucking powerplay. Overnight Lead didn't want Daytime to be rewarded and not have to do anything so she sent CW home and sentenced me to another night alone. Which means I had to work TWICE as hard as I would've if she'd just let CW stay. You know how else we could've not rewarded daytime being lazy? By figuring out a set stopping point and stopping when we reached it. Like, fill a uboat or two and when those were done, no more. Save the rest for daytime.
Because you know who doesn't have to work the rest of this weekend? Overnight Lead!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHH.
We're on borrowed time with CW anyway because she's super pregnant and could pop any day now. Let the damn girl work if she wants to! Let her sit down if she needs to! Her being on register is fucking helpful, especially on a weekend when people don't stop coming!
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, am I the only goddamn adult who can see that sometimes it really is better to have some help rather than no help?
