take this job and shove it...up your ass!
January 25, 2007

You are about to be subjected to a huge rant about my job and current state of financial crisis and social atrophy.

Case in point:

I was asked to stop by the office today because my supervisor wanted to talk to me about a new site. This site is apparently very VERY important to the company because he told me that he wanted a reliable person for this job.

So, I’m reliable. Excellent.

This site is another construction site. They are building a new school…or adding on to an existing school building. I’m not sure which just yet. But anyway…this site has a set schedule.

Set schedule. Yes, so far I like where this is going. Tell me more…

This set schedule consists of four six-hour days and two twelve-hour days. Six freakin’ days a week. The only day I get to have off is Wednesday.

So yeah, here I am…twenty-four years-old, and now I will have absolutely no social life. Nobody I know is off on Wednesdays. I don’t even have time to hang out with my friends anymore. Hell, I don’t hang out with the much NOW because my schedule is pretty wonky at the present time, too.

Yeah, man. Wednesday is my new weekend. Haha. Very funny. I’m waiting for the punchline.

Oh, and here it is: the site only pays SEVEN DOLLARS AN HOUR.

Are you fucking kidding me, Tonto?

I can’t pay my bills NOW. How the HELL am I supposed to make a decent living on SEVEN bucks an hour?? For lord knows how long??

This job has got to go. I’m sorry, but this is absolutely ridiculous. This is a salary that is barely over minimum wage. I simply WILL NOT tolerate this. I am worth far more than SEVEN DOLLARS an hour…especially doing a job that could get me mugged, raped, or even shot. Let’s face it…I am a white female…IN UNIFORM. The uniform makes me a target. It probably WON’T happen, but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t. It’s a lot more likely than say, my current shitty company being voted one of the Best Places To Work in 2007!

This company is one of the top security companies in the entire fucking WORLD. or so they claim…And they don’t even offer BENEFITS. So yeah, no benefits. No health insurance. No 401K. No pension plan of any sort, really. No paid vacation, even.

And they don’t pay for my gas…so exactly what am *I* getting out of this except SEVEN DOLLARS AN HOUR?

”Oh, but we’re giving you overtime!”

I got news for you, bucko…Overtime doesn’t mean too much when you’re making SEVEN DOLLARS AN HOUR!

So, really now…why should I bust my ass and inconvenience myself to show up on time for work every single fucking day when I don’t even get ample compensation? This is beyond ridiculous! By the time I pay for my gas over a two week period, I have already used up one week’s pay to even GET to work. I’m not even going into how this has affected my ability to pay my bills.

Oh you know…like my four hundred dollar a month car payment. Or my three hundred, sixty-five dollar insurance payment. Or my fifty dollar phone bill. Or my eighty dollar loan payment.

Seriously, those are the only bills I’ve got, and I can barely scrape enough money together to take care of that little bit of financial responsibility. That’s pretty fucking disgusting, if you ask me.

But, of course, no one has.

And instead of just bitching and moaning, I went out this morning to look for another job.

I bet I could dig more money out of my ass crack than this job pays.

Don’t even get me started on the HUGE amount of taxes taken from my check every two weeks. We’ve all seen the pictures of Uncle Sam. He should be pointing a gun and wearing a mask. I’m sick and tired of having his big fat dick shoved up my ass every two weeks! I should be EXEMPT! From EVERYTHING! After all, I only make SEVEN DOLLARS AN HOUR!

As you can see, I am a little pissed about this sudden change in job responsibility. Whose idea was this exactly?

My supervisor told me that I am the most reliable guard they have. THAT is fucking sad. That is so horribly sad I don’t even want to know what kind of monkey turds they are employing at this place!

If I’m so FUCKING RELIABLE, then how’s about you PAY ME with actual MONEY instead of blowing six months worth of sunshine up my ass. Give me a reason to stay, damn you! Come on, bitch! Give me a reason to not shove this job right up your piss hole!

Deep breaths, Amber. Deep healing breaths.

I think I am finished now.

All I can say is that I hope somebody hires me. And quick. I really cannot take this abuse any longer. I am SO slumming by doing this crappy job in the first place. If I’m gonna be risking my lily white butt for peanuts, I’d at least like to be a police officer and get to carry a gun and handcuffs for the duration of my entire shift. I’ll even do the paperwork! I LOVE paperwork! Really, I do!

And if not, at least I’d have the gun handy so I could shoot myself.

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25 year-old blue collar chick living in the ass-backwards state of wild, wonderful West Virginia. I’ve worked lots of jobs, everything from retail whore to security guard to warehouse peon.

I’m a publishing poet, a coffee addict and a Dungeons & Dragons geek. If I was a lesbian, I would totally get it on with Kelly Clarkson. I've ridden bulls. Real ones. And a few cowboys. Yeehaw! I even dig country music.

Currently in love and happily coupled after years of dumbasses and douchebags.

And oh yeah-- I say "fuck" a lot. I'm like one of the guys. Only sensitive...and with boobies.

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