UGH!! Another Bad MF Day

I showed up this morning to work and told myself it was going to be a good day. I arrived at 6am and we were short handed again. The new guy no-call-no-showed 3 days in a row so he’s now fired. Most companies wouldnhave fired him after the first one. Anyways, my one crew member nwasmon line, then we hasd the biscuit maker, plus the lady in drive thru taking orders and the shift manager that was coordinating for her. (I’m about to tell a little TMI) I went to the bathroom because #2 was on it’s way. It usually alway takes me a little time to get the bowel monevment out. I looked at the time when I went in there and the time I finished. Why? I’m notorious fior taking a minute to use the bathroom, but I made sure the GM knew that when I was hired in. So i finish up and go back to the grill and fill the plastic pans with enough eggs to last for me to step out and smoke a cigarette. So I went up front to ask permission and not just walk out and go smoke anyway. I’ve gotten into trouble for doing that also so I stopped doing that and started making sure I ask. Well the manager told me no that i had to wait. I had already been working for almost 3 hours and hadn’t asked once to go smoke the entire time I was there. Usually I’m asking after being there just an hour. Here lately I have been making it longer and longer before even asking to smoke. After he told me no I was thinking he was just messing around. I nsaid seriously? He said yes I’m serious. I said nothing and went back to the kitchen an started to make some more eggs and lay sausage to cook cause we were running low. I started talking to my co-worker about why he told me I couldn’t smoke a cig. He said I was in the bathroom 20 minutes, which was pure bullshit. It took me 7 minutes. He assumed I was talking shit about him and bitchinbg because he told me no. I said I’m not being disrepectful to you, I just don’t understand why only me ever gets anything said to, or got on to, over anything. It was always petty shit too. He told me very rudley to shut up! It took everything in me not to smart off right back. I didn’t though. I did what he told me to do. Then he heard me say I was about to call the head honcho, the GM, and tell her what was going on. Only what I was going to tell her was the truth. Not some made up crap by a manager that I unintentionally pissed off. So after I sqaid I was going to call the boss he jumped right on it and made sure he got his side of things told before I ever had the chance. He told me to clock out and leave. I continued to pull the eggs off the grill to place in the pan. I did get loud and I did defend myself, but not once did I call him out his name or disrespect him or his authority. The fact he is way younger than me doesn’t matter. He is my manager and I gave him that respect. Today however he acted very petty and immature over me having to poop and then asking to go outside and smoke. Out of nowhere, the woman that was order taker in drive thru, opened her mouth and started bitching and complaining and threatened to leave. Saying she’s had enough of the bullshit and she was going home. That was when the shift manager really got mad and clocked me out himself, came to back line and slammed my clock out slip on the prep table. Then said get tf out, leave, go home, I’m done talking to you. That was when I opened my mouth and told nhim if henwanted respect then he had to give it. If not he’s gonna be walked on his entire life. I went up front and made me a drink before I left. As I was walking towards the back door to leave, without arguing or being out of line, when the woman from drive thru followed me back there cussing me for everything I was worth. She called me a whore, said I was always high, and I’d better leave before she hit me. My eyes got so big you guys. She literally had no reason to even be involved in what was going on between me and the manager. Not shit! After she said she was gonna hit me I said, “Please do, I want you to.” Then before I walked out the door I got petty myself and told her she needed to look in the mirror before she called anyone a whore. I was crying too, not because I was sad and my feelings were hurt, but because I was SO mad. I was ready to put my hands on someone. The best thing I could do in that moment was walk out the door, which is exactly what I did. While I was waiting on my husband to come pick me up,I started a message the the GM telling her exactly how everything went down. I also told her if she has access to the cameras the she could pull up the footage and see what really happened. And if it recorded audio to be sure qnd listen to the unprofessional things that were said to me and the names I was called. Name calling doesn’t even bother me frfr. But all I did for all that to happen was use the bathroom, then ask to go smoke. That innocent question turned into worst morning ever. It’s not just this place I work at now where things like this have happened to me. It’s been at almost every job I’ve had. I’m one of the nicest ppl you’ll ever meet and srtill ppl find some reason to dislike me or get on to me for the pettiest shit ever. Example, what I just wrote about. I wasn’t fired though. At least so far I haven’t recieved a call telling me not to come back. Thank goodness. I really like my job there despite the few ppl who don’t care for me. I’m not gonna let them run me off and I feel like thats what they are trying to do. Not the hiring manager. She knows I’m a good worker and I pick up other ppl’s slack. When I relapsed it just so happen to be a day I was scheduled to work. I was so messed up they told me it took 7 minutes for me to make eggs. I was like DAM. It only takes a few seconds to fry those eggs on that hot ass grill. Then on a seperate day I was in the back in the dry stock area sitting on the floor nodding out and trying to counr baggies. Why? I haven’t a clue. I was high. This Angle that works there during the day as well in maintanence pivked me up off the floor andf put me striaght on me feet an told mre get my shit together. He never told anyone either. The day I was gonna get fired was the day I wqas also given that 2nd chance, and put on a weeks probation. If I called in or missed any days I had to have a doctors excuse. So I was hired into the company after the probation period was up. I literally begged my GM for that 2nd chance. All the while crying like a baby. It wasn pathetic if you really think about it. To me it is anyways.

This selfie isn’t from today. This day was actually a dam good day. As you can see I’m all natural. No filter an no makeup. This time (almost 3 yrs ago) I weighed right at 300lbs. Since I’ve been home I have gotten dwn to 214lbs. I’ve lost a whole person just about. All from working. I got a job at Wendy’s 11 days after my release, and have been employed ever since. Man I was so big I had to wear mens pants because I didn’t even know my size in women’s clothing. So I just went to the salvation army, picked through what they had as far as jeans or work pants. As I said I never checked the size and if I did I don’t remember. I’m serious you guys. I was huge, This is what I look like now though. Hard work pays off. I’ve had many bad days. Days that made me want to eat a handful of xanax an just pass tf out. I didn’t do it though. Not right away anyhow. I relapsed after about a month or 2 of working there. That was the first and the last time it’s happened. I also spoke about this earlier. See, I have a tendancy to repeat myself. Especially if it’s something weighing heavy on my mind. Well I hd to get that out of my system. If I don’t write then I feel like I might explode on someone undeserving of my anger and frustration.

By tallgirl07

I have always loved expressing myself through words. I have been a bookworm since I started reading I think. So expressing myself through writing has forever been super easy for me. Now if I could just teach everyone who didn't know how, how to read, then they'd be able to read all the fascinating literature out there. I'd go crazy if I couldn't curl up to a good book on a rainy day if I wanted to. I work with the public. So I was outside a couple days ago typing away on my 2nd hand chrome book, and a nice gentleman started conversation about how long it took to charge. I said not long for an older model. He said he knew, about the older model I was working with. I proceeded to tell him I was trying my hand at writing a book. He turned out to be an avid bookworm himself. He gave me nothing but encouragement to finish the book. I like to tell myself I can do anything. But we all know how some people should just stick to their profession, well I'm gonna keep trying. I won't stop until I know without a shadow of doubt I can't succeed. Then maybe I'll put my pencil down, or in my case now, close my chrome book for good. Something tells me I won't have to just yet though.

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