The Nymph who works a horrible job

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    Hello! I'm supposed to be to work at two, but due to recent events I'm here early at 1:42, so I decided to write about my horrifically horrible new job as I sit waiting for the clock to strike two! I got the job through my friend. I feel like she can be mean but sometimes I think maybe she's doing it without realizing? Well, back to the point, it's pretty much an off brand auntie Anne's in the food court of my local mall. I applied to this places over a month ago when I was still 17, they called me back on my literal birthday (the day I was going to apply for actual good paying jobs because I've been working since 2018) so I just took the job (duh, who would turn down a job!) well I agreed to come to an interview, which wasn't really an interview it was more of an introduction to the job, and I was hired on the spot with no questions asked, so I already knew the job was gonna be complete shit! If they hire you on the spot RUN. My first day is a few days later and my friend is supposed to train me. This is not my first job, nor my first rodeo in food service, and even my managers noticed that, they asked me if I had work experience because they saw how quickly I caught on and how talking to the customers came so naturally for me. This was... we'll call her H... H's first job ever, and she was treating me like I was incompetent! She was rude the entire day, acting as if I was so slow! (when clearly the managers thought otherwise) I think it was out of jealousy if I'm being honest! She even got an attitude with customers!
   
Well it's 1:56 and I have to go but I'll finish this later!

I'm back! So anyways, back to the story! The job is very simple and laid back, serve pretzels, make drinks, clean. Easy. My problem is my boss texted me right before is was going to be my day off and said "I'm just making some minor changes to your schedule" and then told me I was coming in on my day off. She didn't even ask. What if I had plans? :| Anyways, I come in because I need money. THEN, maybe two days later my shift is ending and I'm clocking out, and my boss says "Your personality isn't as bubbly as H's, but we still like you." Excuse me? Who says that... I didn't even know how to respond to that I just said "Oh"... and left. I texted H about what happened. She said "I just talk to customers more, I act like I love my job". This made me so unbelievably mad, first of all, I talk to customers just as much? I work part time in a concession stand on the side and I've made $90 in tips in just 6 hours at a CONCESSION STAND, I think my personality and how much I talk to customers is just fine, I've had jobs where I've literally been a waitress (the restaurant was crappy but still). H literally argued with the customer because I guess the customer ordered a drink, so H made it, and then the customer said "I didn't order that" H looked this woman dead in her face and said "Yes you did." Even if the customer did order it, you apologize and continue, why would you argue with the customer? What's the point.... the customer was mad after, of course, but H has the audacity to tell me "I just talk to customers more". I don't act any negative way at work, but acting like I love my job? I'm getting payed $8.65 an hour to fill cups of pretzels, not to "love" my job. Well the week ends, and it was Sunday. The schedule still hadn't come out..... for Monday, no not Monday next week, THE FOLLOWING DAY AFTER THIS CURRENT SUNDAY. The schedule came out at 10 o'clock at night the day before the week was going to start. I've worked in places that were literally committing crimes. They still managed to put a schedule out a week in advance. There is quite literally four employees (including me) to schedule. Also the uniform is ugly :( I put on cute little socks to give it a nymphette touch!

 Also the uniform is ugly :( I put on cute little socks to give it a nymphette touch!

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