Fuck My Job

My Coworker next to me is crying softly. I asked her if she is okay. No, she hates this job and the stress and since she started she has become more and more depressed. I am sad now. I told her I understand and I know how she feels. I do. This job makes the rest of my life hard sometimes because I am all stressed, sometimes it does make it extra sweet though and I am learning to cope because other things are falling into place and I need the $ from the job. I just hate that she is crying. I want to grab her hand and say “Let’s go, no job is worth this.” I have another coworker who talks about blowing the place up. I mean, really. Sigh, I am putting extra blinders up today. Thanks Tumblr for distracting me from this HELL

So I’ve been working at my job at a perfumevstand in the mall for a year now. And I barely ask for days off. I didn’t even ask my manager for the day off (which I haven’t asked for IN MONTHS), I just asked her to change the schedule so that I can work in the morning and get out in the afternoon FOR ONE DAY. Then she calls me the day before I have work telling me I have work in the afternoon til closing. & I told her I wouldn’t go. She told me that if I didn’t go, to not come back at all anymore. I told her fine with me! HA BITCH I’M FREE FROM YOU.
I’ve been wanting to quit that job for a long time, but I decided to suck it up cause I needed the money. I was gonna suck it up through the Christmas season then quit, but no. NO MORE.
F.U. BORING PERFUME STAND THAT NO ONE GOES TO. I HOPE YOU CLOSE DOWN.
Oh & the manager left me a very angry voicemail after I quit, I listened to a split second of it then I deleted it saying HAHAHA F YOU BITCH!
>:D

Approx. 500 smoothies in less than 4 hours.

I have been working at Hallmark for almost 2 years, and I have yet to buy a card.

I worked at my job for over 2 years. I still don’t know what I’m doing half the time.

all of my shady ass managers should stop picking favorites to get all the hours. i need money I DON’T WORK HERE CAUSE I LIKE IT! oh, and working with a bunch of girls is horrible. they have attitudes, they’re bitchy, and fucking annoying. i may be a girl, but i’m not that damn annoying. fuck my job.

So at my job, we get written up for being late. Not being late as in coming in on time for work, but for being late from our breaks. If we’re even 3 minutes late from being late from break, we get a written warning. Almost everyone in our store got one. The only reason we’re late for our breaks is cause our “breakroom” is packed full of boxes that it’s super hard to get through. Here’s proof of that:



That’s the entrance to our breakroom/stockroom. Fuck my job.

I am folding every pair of denim on this wall for the next 2 hrs. Thanks customers! Guh.

was the first time my boss said we did a good job & I have been working there for almost 6 months while my friend has been working there for a year. DANG IT TAKES US THAT LONG TO GET A GOOD JOB from them !

You would think that working at those little stands at the mall is easy. Maybe they are for some, but i worked at this one toy store a couple days ago. They only have ONE person to work per shift, so if i have to pee or buy lunch—oh too bad. I have to go REALLY fast. 1-2 minutes. then continue watching the stand. I am supposed to sell at LEAST $200 worth of stuff per shift. If not, my boss calls every other hour and go “you need to push the sales up. puuuush” its like STFU! NO ONE BUYS GODDAMN EXPENSIVE TOYS ON A MONDAY. But really, a lot of their products are a major rip off. I have to play the stupid crappy made instruments too. Some of the kids are HELLA spoiled, and the cheap parents just leave their kids there for hours and come back later buying NOTHING. I have to stand for 6-7 hours straight too! There is NO CHAIR. The mall policy is i can’t wear tennis shoes. I bought these flats/loafers—my left toe is now NUMB. It’s been a couple weeks now.. still can’t feel it.

To sum it up: No lunch break, No bathroom break, No wearing tennis shoes, BORING, Half of the customers are annoying, and the boss is aggrivating.

I just quit recently, and i must say: I am feeling quite good about it all. (they replaced me HELLA fast: just the next day basically)

My friend & I are sitting at our boring ass job tumblring.

okay, so i babysit near my house. i babysit once a week. on one week i did, one of the kids i babysit, may i add while we watched arthur, starts squeezing my boob. wtf. i look at her and im like, “what are you doing?” and i move her hand away. that was awkward. then, she supposedly cant make it to the bathroom, so she goes to the kitchen, and pees in a plastic cup. wtf wtf wtf. weird-ass children man. oh, and to top it all off, they got me water, and i think it was contaminated with pee. the water tasted funny. fuck my job.

I need more submitions.

Don’t be shy!!

my friend and I were working together. We spent the whole time looking for other jobs while we were at our job. We hate our jobs.

To the post below me, YES I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU MEAN! Forever 21 is the WORST. The girls who I work with are rude and obnoxious and customers have no respect for you. Also, my feet hurt like a bitch and my store manager expects us all to wear heels on saturdays. I don’t think so!