It almost hurts to hold in my tongue when people “thank” me for showing up to my job on a beautiful Saturday or working on Father's Day.
You want to know why nobody works here? Because the only time I get to sit down is when I am allowed by the manager to use the bathroom once (MAYBE twice) a day for ~4 minutes when I have been standing for 7 and a half hours because they refuse to give me my full 8 hours. Because the pay is a measly $12/hr when gas is through the roof. Because we get no benefits! Because the customers give us a nasty attitude over a fucking soda and we have to go through it with a smile on our face. Because we are struggling to actually get our requested time off when needed. Because our schedules are so unpredictable that I can't tell if I'll be working 20 hours or 35 hours that week. Because when my mental illness was running rampant and I was having flashbacks and extreme suicidal thoughts I had to smile to give someone their Whopper because I do not get breaks. Because one of my coworkers asked for a small raise after working there for years trying to become a manager and the floor manager laughed.
Because compared to other Burger Kings, these are actually GOOD conditions!
So please don't “thank” me for working. I'm working because otherwise I will starve. Given the option, I would say “fuck this place” and go enjoy the sunny day like the others.