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#10 Explore new places.

August 25, 2008

Crappy jobs!


So here's the whole story. I work at Wells Fargo, sorry had to make it sound better than it really is. The truth I clean the Wells Fargo here in Monticello. I got the job because Luann got mad one day and she basically said piss off to the company who's in charge and well I was here and got the job really just because they needed some one ASAP.



So every night I go and clean up the disgusting bank and get paid pretty much nothing to do it. Not a great job, just a little something. So anyway the cleaning company changed and well I ended up with a boss that is the biggest freaking piece of white trailer trash I have ever had the displeasure of knowing. She's inconsistent and well just down right stupid when it comes to this job and believe me when I say there's not much to doing it.



So the story today my boss showed up at my house and began to tell me all the new rules and regulations that have now come into effect. I told her that I was unwilling to have a set schedule, because as we all know kids are unpredictable and I wasn't sure if I could be there when it was required. She tells me that I can go when I want to as long as I'm done at a certain time. Hmm what happened to the schedule? Well I guess it wasn't as required as we thought. Then I get told that I'm not allowed to have my husband tell me what to clean or not to clean.... Okay problem. Brandon is the store manager, he has the right to tell me what he would and would not like to be cleaned. That I can not help its his job to make sure the bank is up par. She began to tell me that it was a conflict of interest with him. But wait a minute every other "store manager" is allowed to tell the cleaning company what they would or would not like to be cleaned, why is it that because I'm married to him that its not okay. Does this make sense? Of course not, the conflict isn't with me its with them.



So I told my white trash boss to take this job and go to hell. I handed her the key and she then began to beg me not to quit. I was thinking I had already quit, but hey what the hell maybe not? So she gives the key back and leaves. I then get a call from my bosses boss. I tried to quit then too, because she told me that yeah it was a conflict of interest to have me working there and that I need to learn how to separate work from my hubby? So quit I did yet once again, but then she told me that I was a valueable employee and I've never had a complaint on me. Duh who's going to complain? She then told me that I had to remember that Brandon didn't pay me that they did. All I could think about is how freaking stupid this chick was, because ultimately who was actually paying who? Wells Fargo pays there company if Wells Fargo doesn't like the way there doing things then come renewal time the contract doesn't get resigned so by listening to the Wells Fargo employee's who are the one's that call the top dog of Wells Fargo to report weather things are looking good or not.. I've some how over stepped my position. Because after all who's paying who? What a freaking joke. And they still don't except that I quit so I guess tonight I'll be writting my letter of resignation. Hmm I wonder if they even know what that is?



So moral of the story don't take shitty jobs you just get crapped on and then when you try to quit they wont let you. Guess they know how hard it is to find someone to do this crappy work....

3 comments:

Krista said...

BOO HOO! SOB SOB! Doesn't it suck to have to work! HAHA!

allgirls said...

you are so freaking funny, just tell it like it is!! i can totaly hear you telling this story... and i love kristas comment! heheheheh

natjwalker said...

After going to dinner tonight of course I had to go home and read your blog about the crappy job. I had these visuals in my head of what t would be but all I can say it was MUCH BETTER than I expected. You are halarious!!!
Thanks for the laughs Heather!