fuck this job.com

My Last Day, I slept in, went to a school event for my child & passed along this parting letter...I know this will be passed to all the right folks & will come in to shop & smile.

Disclaimer: Bears no reflection on those who were actually trying to work in this environment...(You know I plan to laugh my ass off for sometime to come)...

I have been holding back a bit, so this is long….

I most enjoy hearing the reasons behind why I am not up to par with my own department, or listen while another employee gets to hear the daily banter or motivational skills that equate to a fuck-nut speaking, might as well hand them the KY as a concerned co-worker...I am resolved to say out loud "because I am NOT working beyond the meager hrly pay & the 1% pay increase that informed me and everyone else that we would be evaluated at a lower rate to justify the miserly pay increase…Now I am impressed with the tools you have to motivate, cause it isn’t money…

This is surprisingly accepted as my reply, but sternly frowned upon "of course", in truth it's the calmest thing I have ever said... I used to be helpful & was very interested in helping anyone that I worked with, just so that they didn’t have to stress the above, that was until I was reprimanded for being helpful & encouraged to quit because I wouldn’t accommodate extra hours due to lack of bodies working…I never stopped helping, I was just offered more things to do (as if I am clueless). Clearly a small chain of folks “circle jerkin’ for fun…

Like so many others, I used to take pride in doing MY job, not the job of 5-6 others, then still be expected to smile while ringing up some ass lickin dirt bag who just opened the vacuum cleaner boxes to inspect, after I pointed out that this was readily on display...Yeah I really want to drop the heavy assed microwaves I am stocking, wipe away my sweat & rush to your fucking aid while your heathens are running up & down the isles screeching like wild animals...Nope I’d rather use them as bowling pins & follow up on the parents.

Meanwhile his rank wearing, trailer park trash rescued spouse is complaining about the place not having a particular item that she “demanded 30 days ago”, Flipper Please! (BTW, I am the customer flipping the fuck out on these types of morons when behind them waiting to check out & I never let up) So cashiers I do have a mission in life....

It was never a part of my job description to cashier daily or to take on all the extra bullshit jobs, As my dumb ass accepted a retail position...I see no reason why I shouldn't at the very least let my performance shine, hell I am already getting the pay increase to prove it...

I have no problem with mistakes at the register, I have no way of handling voids as I am not actually titled a cashier & do not "warrant" the codes to simply correct them on the spot or anything else for that matter, much less the actual training for coupons, discounts or sales, Hell this might have been helpful at one time...I simply call or have someone get a manager or supervisor to "come hither"...All the while I get to smile & say, “gee so much for helping out huh”?...Hell, I no longer mind doing the work of the invisible employees. Don't you just love how your duties change, along with your job titles to incorporate the load of shit no one else wants to do? It is because someone quits, moves on or clearly slacks off & no one has been hired to cover various failing areas...

I stock allot of shit (heavy loads of crap that I couldn't lift on a good damned day), switching as much shit around as I possibly can...Confusing bullshit items all along the way. I now smile when one of the jerk off, assed kissing supervisor's decides that they want to do the work I have been doing & have almost finished up, because it's less "sweaty & dirty" and as a few have said "because I am the supervisor or manager”, hell I will gladly pass along the shit I just fucked up for you to fix & laugh my ass off inside as I point out that things are "SO" out of place & thank you for "taking over", shaking my head & gathering the data of the next shit job I've been asked to do (though more like planning out how to fuck it up & pass it back to the jerk off that informed me that I had no choice but to do it)...

I have no intention of using the place as a recommendation & my notice is at the end. I have learned to smile while the dip shitted manager avoids speaking to me now, once he figures out how to pull his head out of his ass & properly speak & listen to employees, he might just get the teamwork he’s looking for, though in my opinion he’s got the brain size if a grape nut & shall remain the closet chasing Chester he really is. I like knowing that his sorry ass is nearing a huge dilemma in the work environment...He's arrogant, mightier than thou & Lord forbid you question his judgment in any way, other than to kiss his ass while you accept being belittled at his whim...

Hell he's got allot of rumors flying around as of late, though they didn't come from me...An excellent source, I just offered them to the above mentioned supervisor...The above mentioned has been recently counseled regarding favoritism, though I once again heard the talk & witnessed it on a daily basis, I knew that this would flow from others as I could care less about who's ass is being kissed, only that your not riding mine…

Security there is the largest fucking joke, the fat perverted goof in charge, has the idea he's Inspector Gadget & Rambo all rolled into one...He once made sure that 2 employees were fired for accepting food that was to be tossed (they weren't even on the damned clock), while another manager & handful of employees openly admitted to doing the very same thing.. All the while, my ears are always open...Heard that Inspector Puff a lump was getting free services due to his status (baaad Gadget), he was turned in by yours truly along with the folks who knew first hand...To cover his oversized ass he informed the provider of the services that they would too get into trouble if they opened up about it, so he's still lurking. Don't get me wrong, I really love the security folks as few actually have a job to do & do it without breaking the rules...He just can't seem to follow the very same rules & expects to be admired for a job well done...Ain't gonna happen ya cum burpin gutter slut...Ever heard of Karma. I especially savored the slick e-mail he goofed on sending, trying to call me a "tattletale"...More like whistle blower ya fucking weasel...

See I do not enjoy watching folks get pissed on at random just because some one thinks they can get away with it...Yes, it was me that approached a few from the union to burn your lazy fat ass...I know that you'll be reading this soon, this is why I still smile at you each time I see you... To think, all you ever had to do was ask me...Hell I'd have laughed my ass off admitting it openly as I am not silently “creeping” around anyone, I never have, Cause I’m just doing my job….