Author: Olivia

Still trying to get my thoughts straight here. So I'm sure I'll wonder off topic here and there. So, I was feeling kinda bad about it until I got my boss' reply. I suppose for that to make sense I need to figure out how much background I can give without going off topic. So, it's Domino's, and this is the second time I quit this exact store. The first time the stress of covid brought to the surface a lot of bullshit I'd been ignoring and when my boss tried to call me out for something in front of the whole store that was the final straw. And I'm far from the first or last person run off by this GM. After a few other crappy jobs, my roommate convinced me to go back. Even got 2 bucks raise out of it (sacarcasm party hat here). And this time,…

Hello all, I (F25) recently underwent an extensive surgery this week for my heart. They cracked open my breastbone and fixed my congenital heart defect I’ve had since birth. I wasn’t expecting it to be this intense, I am basically having to learn how to do everything. I have to learn how to walk, use my arms, how to get out of bed, all the little things taken for granted. I asked for an extension to interview since I am in the beginning stages of healing. Surprisingly, the lady said she could interview me at a later date but I am wondering how this will affect my ability to get the position. It feels like I have bad luck getting an interview at this time. I really need the job. I guess if I don’t get the job because of my surgery, I should be grateful. That’s not a company…

Is this illegal? I got a needle stick, told them. Filled out an incident report and they told me basically stay at work and not seek medical attention because it’s just “patients name” (implying that she’s a teenager and she probably doesn’t carry any diseases) Is this poor action taken on their part? to add : The needle stick made me bleed, it wasn’t a “poke”. They told me just wash it good and bandaid it up. I am young and this is my first career in the healthcare field I actually posted in here yesterday about an incident that happened that’s got me under hot water right now. Burn them before they burn me.

For the last three months I've been tossing out applications left and right. Nowhere wants to give a physical store application anymore. Everything is online now and you know what that means! Emails, passwords, Application uploads (Whose information is still usually left blank or is incorrect when processed on the next page anyhow. 😉 ) And the greatest of all….tests. TESTS, TESTS, TESTS! Math tests, reading tests, writing tests, cognitive tests, behavioral tests. Tests that are fifteen minutes, forty five minutes, an hour! And for what? Just to get considered for an interview for minimum wage jobs? I am so damn tired or having my life sucked out by these time vampires just for the opportunity to gnaw on scraps. I'm so tired of making profiles and handing in three to six references that won't be read. I'm tired of being told I'm being timed and that I better not…

My parents raised me to obedient, subservient, fearful of authority, and dependent on external approval. Essentially, they raised me to be someone who would almost certainly be taken advantage of in the workforce (and I have been). One habit they really ingrained in me was the habit of finishing one task and immediately asking, “What next?” As in, what more can I do for you? I finished raking all the leaves, what next? Ok, the kitchen is clean, what next? Anything else? It wasn't enough to just do what they asked and then go do my own thing. I had to ask them what else I could do, otherwise I was just being lazy. I remember getting yelled at for hanging out in my room after finishing a chore, because I should have *known* that there was more to do, and I should have *asked* to do it. “Always ask!…

My first thought upon this realization is that I'd rather blow my head off. Not joking. I'm 23 years old with no money and no prospects. I dropped out of college years ago to help care for dying relatives. Last summer I quit my job to move in with and care for my dying grandmother. I lived off my savings. Now as my grandmother has died and my savings has dwindled, I realize I have no choice but to return to that shithole. My car is unreliable and gas prices are through the roof. It is the only place around I wouldn't have to commute too. I hated it so much. I literally feel sick to my stomach at the thought of going back. Backed into a corner, yet again.

Current $20 an hour plus tips as bartender who does orders and trains bar staff, also have another bartending job at top bar in area. Work 40-55 hours on clock likely make 85,000 to 105,000 this year unless bullshit Salary for a assistant manager/bar manager at a restaurant: 70,000 for around 40-55 hours a week, some at home, most there Said no Counter offer: $35 an hour for bar lead, plus tips. Current responsibilities plus some others I think I would be good at/excited to learn. On top of putting in notice at my other job and giving full availability. On 40-55 hours I’ll likely make 120,000+. Plus if they want to grind me to the ground they will feel every hour of OT to their core If they’re not down ima quit and take the gf to Napa for a couple weeks March is officially the know your fucking…