Without too much detail, I work as an event server in a hotel. I have been here a while now, and have always strived to be a model employee. It’s not a difficult job, just time consuming and can be a bit physically demanding. I’m always at work about a half hour before my shift starts because it is always slammed, so I clock in 15-20 minutes early, and immediately start helping to clear out whatever needs to be done. Last night, I stayed more than 2 hours past my finish time, because there was an event, and they needed the help. When I got to work this morning, I was informed by my manager that even though they clearly needed the help, that I was NOT to clock in early. I shrugged, tossed my bag in the staff room, and promptly sat my backside down in a staff booth…
Month: September 2022
My efforts are in vain
I'm a third world resident. I go to university (2nd year econ) and work 2 jobs: the first one as a journalist/columnist, the second as a ghost-writer. My dad is an electronic cigarettes repairman and salesman and I often help him out at the office. I'm only 20 and earn more than my parents, which isn't much, by the way, and it's nothing to be proud about. Nevertheless, I still feel that my efforts are worthless. My country is in shambles, the banks gave away my family's life savings to the government, I have 2 hours of electricity per day, and the currency is losing its value every day. The best thing is that I can't do anything about it. All I know is that I plan on pursuing my master's degree in France, which is, to be completely honest, my dream. Then again, I am very uncertain, even skeptical,…
I'm putting my two week notice in tomorrow, American labor day, so that I may go work with my family business! I'm so excited that this is finally happening, terrified of all of the little things (moving mostly) but I couldn't be happier with my decision. Thanks for reading!