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Mind if I kiss the monkey?
Monday, 4 July 2005 22:30Ehh, the weekend wasn't too bad, considering. April's brother did come down for the weekend. Trouble was, I spent it working. While my family and friends were away on a camping trip, my family seeing James Taylor in concert, I spent it serving a capitalist, psuedo-Christan hypocritical body who treats their associates like shit, denied my vacation, beaten by policies designed to fuck the associate over while management sits high and mighty. And to think...everyone in photo and wireless were on the schedule today. No one was off...except for my scheduling manager, the first one who told me no. While she scheduled everyone to work, she gave herself off. Gave herself the entire holiday weekend off.
Doesn't that strike you as hypocritical and unfair? It does to me.
There was quite literally only 1 benefit to the weekend...I got holiday pay for today, the highest possible being double time. And even to get holiday pay, there's a list 7 miles long of all the criteria needed to get holiday pay, and how they determine it. Assholes. While the weekend itself wasn't too bad, what with Ryan coming down, we got to spend some money (I got another video game shirt from Hot Topic, re-addicted April to Tetris...), I woke up around 7 this morning feeling miserable--I had a dream that I was in Tanglewood with my family. Made me wanna cry. But I didn't. Went back to sleep instead. Fucking Wal-Mart. Fucking management. Sometimes I think Karl Marx was right all along. Sometimes I think if Sam Walton were alive, he'd be ashamed at what his vision has become.
Told you I was gonna rant.
So, plans for this year's RenFaire are underway, and soon I shall put my request in for time off and take the weekend, damn it. I want to have some fun this summer instead of being shacked up in Wal-Mart all summer long. Carolyn, Dan, and whoever else, we are looking at either of the first 2 weekends in August. I need to know soon, or I'll get fucked over again.
But the weekend ends, and with it hopefully, my bitterness. What Wal-Mart did to me is going to leave a dull sting, but when I leave, I'll be sure to return their uniforms in ashes.
In the meantime, Super Smash Melee begins July 6, and so, some info for those of you who have entered and/or want to vote.
( Final words before SSM begins. )
Doesn't that strike you as hypocritical and unfair? It does to me.
There was quite literally only 1 benefit to the weekend...I got holiday pay for today, the highest possible being double time. And even to get holiday pay, there's a list 7 miles long of all the criteria needed to get holiday pay, and how they determine it. Assholes. While the weekend itself wasn't too bad, what with Ryan coming down, we got to spend some money (I got another video game shirt from Hot Topic, re-addicted April to Tetris...), I woke up around 7 this morning feeling miserable--I had a dream that I was in Tanglewood with my family. Made me wanna cry. But I didn't. Went back to sleep instead. Fucking Wal-Mart. Fucking management. Sometimes I think Karl Marx was right all along. Sometimes I think if Sam Walton were alive, he'd be ashamed at what his vision has become.
Told you I was gonna rant.
So, plans for this year's RenFaire are underway, and soon I shall put my request in for time off and take the weekend, damn it. I want to have some fun this summer instead of being shacked up in Wal-Mart all summer long. Carolyn, Dan, and whoever else, we are looking at either of the first 2 weekends in August. I need to know soon, or I'll get fucked over again.
But the weekend ends, and with it hopefully, my bitterness. What Wal-Mart did to me is going to leave a dull sting, but when I leave, I'll be sure to return their uniforms in ashes.
In the meantime, Super Smash Melee begins July 6, and so, some info for those of you who have entered and/or want to vote.
( Final words before SSM begins. )
