Moreso a rant than anything, but I'm exhausted.
They cut our hours in the new year “because there are no hours to give”. People aren't buying clothes and things, which makes sense—milk is five fucking dollars now. But how are people supposed to survive? A close friend and coworker of mine can barely pay rent right now. Another coworker hasn't worked in nine weeks, going on ten.
For me, personally, I feel like I'm dying. The shifts are getting longer but my wage only went up .65 cents just in time for 15/hour to no longer be liveable. Luckily, I'm still at home so I don't have to worry about that aspect too much…but my mom is super worried about me. It kind of makes me sad, because outside of work, life is pretty alright right now! But even that is being affected by my sleep and stress level for these closing shifts where I'm running a whole retail department by myself.
I've had three jobs since I was 15, with a total of nine months unemployment between all of them and can never seem to last longer than 8-9 months at these places because they just run me into the ground. I fucking hate it. Ugh.
Complete sidenote but I really can't describe how embarassing it is to have to get a (lovely, compassionate and really sweet) customer/mom of a kid buying basketball shoes to get my manager to send someone to help me with a rush and tech difficulties because he's ignoring my calls over the radio. 🥴