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I work at auntie Annie’s in the mall and the AC has been broken for over a year. Today the temps in the kiosk reached 89 degrees.

I’m just so sick of it. I drank probably 50 glasses of water and literally did not use the bathroom one time because I was sweating it out so bad. The ovens are 500 degrees, the kiosk is only a few square feet so super tiny, and the customers SUCK. I only see my toddler son a few days a week because my boss refuses to schedule me inside my availability, and it’s really starting to wear on me. I feel like I’m abandoning him. They pay 17 dollars an hour, which is more than any other place is hiring for right now, and the benefits are supposed to be good, but they consistently schedule me for 39 hours a week to avoid giving me them. We were the only food place besides Starbucks open in the mall today for the 4th, and I’m sure the company was actively losing…


I’m just so sick of it. I drank probably 50 glasses of water and literally did not use the bathroom one time because I was sweating it out so bad. The ovens are 500 degrees, the kiosk is only a few square feet so super tiny, and the customers SUCK. I only see my toddler son a few days a week because my boss refuses to schedule me inside my availability, and it’s really starting to wear on me. I feel like I’m abandoning him. They pay 17 dollars an hour, which is more than any other place is hiring for right now, and the benefits are supposed to be good, but they consistently schedule me for 39 hours a week to avoid giving me them. We were the only food place besides Starbucks open in the mall today for the 4th, and I’m sure the company was actively losing money by being open, I just don’t understand the greed.

I don’t understand why everybody is so complacent. Like nothing is ever going to change because everyone is just ok with the way shit is happening right now. There’s no reason I should be coming home from work, blisters on my feet, extreme dehydration, extreme exhaustion, and still not being able to afford some basic necessities, and I damn sure can’t afford to live without a roomate. I want to die sometimes, because I simply just can’t fathom living like this for the rest of my life.

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