So! Was at work from 12-5, woohoo. I really don't enjoy work and I dread it every Friday evening. I don't think it's because of the job, because to be honest I don't think I could have a much better job with any nicer people if I tried, it's just the issue of how much I get paid. I think this post is going to consist of two rants, sorry!
My first is the pay rate for teenagers. I'm still 17 years old, and at my job I earn £4 an hour. I think Mathilde earns even less than me, so I have a lot of sympathy for her.
No what annoys me more than anything, is that I'm expected to do the jobs that no one else wants to do. I mean, a couple of weeks ago I was at work and we were short staffed, so as I was on the till I served someone who needed a box for their item. I radioed one of my colleagues so she could go upstairs and get the box, like I would generally be expected to do if someone else was on the tills. She then told me I'd have to go upstairs and get the box myself. There was another person there (who I really don't like as she does NOTHING) who's at the same status at work as me, who didn't go up and get it. So I had to serve the customers and run up the stairs to get the boxes too. Brilliant. I'll just do everything. The other 2 just stood downstairs doing nothing.
It'd be ok if I was getting paid the same as them, but no. They earn probably at least a tenner more than me a week. Just feel like I'm the skivvy sometimes. But oh well. It's a job I guess.
The second part of the day, I went to one of my friends' dress up parties. Went as Tomb Raider:
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