Scheduling Nightmare

The latest... I've been having some problems at work with an old friend who just happens to be the assistant manager. She's in charge of the scheduling and no matter how many times I say I can't work until 6:15 she somehow manages to schedule me for 5 or 5:30. Which isn't that big a deal to me because I'm not showing up until 6:15 anyway, I just can't. And she called me up on my day off to tell me I had a bad close the night before... REALLY?? I work at Dairy Queen making minimum wage. Do you really expect me to care about my job when I'm not there? I wrote a letter to the store manager about both of the incidences and ever since then its been a silent feud. More 5 o'clock scheduling, less hours, and then there was today. Today is Sunday, the day I work. Well as it turns out I was suppose to work yesterday night too... Or so they said. After clearing things up with the store manager and thinking everything is alright I find out the bitch wrote me up for it. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! I check the schedule and there I am from 6 to cl on Saturday night. But wait... What's this? Eraser marks... And my co workers name imprinted in the paper behind mine? Yeah, she did it. Changed my schedule and didn't tell me then wrote me up when I didn't show. Nice one, Asshole. It's not the first time she's done this. Other employees have had it happen to them too, only they caught the change and actually showed up. And not only that I was told from multiple different sources that when closing she will let the employees work until the place is spotless, completely disregarding the fact that they have to be gone by a certain time each night. Well to keep her name clear and the numbers right, she will go in and change the "clock out" times of each employee to the time they were suppose to have left, ripping off the employees of their rightful hours and pay. Brilliant, right?

And the kicker? In this down economy it's the only job I could get and I only got it because I knew the right people... Her. So now I have an obligation to my husband and son to keep this second income and be stomped on by a so-called friend.

That's just life, right?







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