I’ve been working at a restaurant for about a month. It’s gearing up for the busy season. When I was hired I was the third server on the staff and was getting three shifts a week. Then they hired new people and gave them three shifts and me just two. I figured I’d be patient. This week I requested two days off, but since my schedule changes every week I figured they’d just give me two days out of the remaining 3 available days. I open my schedule: zero shifts. The anxiety sent me into s physical state of shock and I had to go into work. A consummate professional, I served my guests perfectly, then decided to talk to the boss about why my schedule gave me zero shifts. I was told that this is what they meant by flexibility. Being ok with zero income?! Not knowing what days, how many hours, or how much Im making because it’s pooled tips that they don’t make transparent. They acted like I was a total pain in the ass for asking what my actual income was per day and “why didn’t I ask earlier” (i figured I’d just tally it up at the end of the month.) I have been trying to get out of this exploitative industry for years and am finally going to start grad school but I’m broke right now so I gotta suck it up. The whole place is poisoned for me now. I should’ve ran when the manager said “We’re a FaMiLy”