really.
i feel like i’m george costanza stuck in some evil, looping nightmare.
i work in this bar that i hate with a passion, and i’ve been slacking off for like two and a half months now, pawning tasks off on co-workers, hitting on customers, standing around doing nothing 'cept twiddling thumbs in front of bosses, stealing shit (and obviously, not even trying to be lo-pro) from the kitchen, accepting drinks from patrons, coming in still high or drunk from the night and/or day before, (each of which should’ve got me fired on the spot at least a dozen times!!)
i’ve tried showing up to work unshaven (a big no-no at my workplace, that apparently applies to all but me – i’ve seen two guys get canned on the spot for excessive stubble in the past five months)
i’ve tried showing up late, late & unshaven, late, unshaven & high.
i even called in “out of town” for our supposedly two busiest weekends of the year, with only three days notice – xmas & new years (i really was out of town, but one of my co-workers tried the same deal and was canned a couple days ago when he got back.)
yet i’m scheduled to work again this weekend, and for the next three weeks, which is as far into the future as the sched goes.
and i don’t know the bosses, any of them, from anywhere, before i got hired. nor do i deal with any of them beyond sched & sop issues.
and this is supposed to be some high-end, classy type joint. maybe i entertain the clientele too much or something. i’m certainly not getting high marks from my co-workers, most of whom i get along with ok outside of work (we all live in the same neighbourhood, and a couple of have gone to school together,) but by no means am i getting glowing reviews from them.
i’m not yet tempted to start fires or anything, but i’m starting to wonder what it’ll take, y’know.
if this keeps up, i may be here until i retire.