I think I'm dying.

[luvxander]

I'm at work. My sanity is only saved by the fact that we now have free wifi.

Today has just been the most awful day. So, I'm going to do this letter thing that I've seen so many of you do.

Dear redneck trash woman:

It is not MY fault that you waited until after school started to try and get your kid's summer reading books. Of course we're sold out, everyone else has already been in and bought the same damn book!!! Stop screaming at me about MY incompetence when it's clear by the way you keep smacking your kid that you don't really give a damn anyway.

Fuck off,

CJ

*copy this to nearly every customer I've had today, changing woman to man as needed*

Dear Employee:

It is not my responsibility to call you and tell you when you have to be at work. If you're too stupid or lazy to check your schedule when it's posted on WEDNESDAY, do not come crying to me that you didn't know you had to work on SUNDAY!!!!

Stop calling me!!!

CJ


And, I think that's it. I'll be much more relaxed once my relief manager gets here and I can finally go to lunch.

Sorry for the spam,

Love,

CJ

Comments

[saifai.livejournal.com]

I hate to say it, but your post just reaffirms it for me: sometimes parents are the worse.

People give me sympathy for working with kids all day long, but honestly what makes my days worse is bitch parents. Ugh.

Sorry to hear about the stupid and lazy employees. I would think there's quite a few of those around.

[luvxander.livejournal.com]

I hate parents. This is why I've decided that it's a good thing I'm gay. That way, I won't ever become a parent unless I absolutely want to.

And all the employees are lazy. None of them ever check their schedule and then get mad at us managers for not telling them when they have to work.