How’s everyone doing these days, I know I’ve had shit days at work, just like any else, but late love had those thoughts where, I just want to quit my job on the spot, get my shit and go and not look back. Even telling off my managers, and how there not doing there job and all that jazz. But what do I know right?!? I’m just a regular employee who has to follow the rules and help when is needed. If I haven’t mentioned it before to you guys, I have Type One Diabetes, I have another blog where I talk about Diane and all. I’ll link it somewhere around in case you wanna go take a peak and read around if you want. ANYWAY!! As I was mentioning before, I’ve had quite a few low blood sugars at work, and in one of those rare days where I had an extreme low at work, I grabbed my things and went home. I was confused I didn’t even know where I was, before grabbing my things and walking away from work. When I wanted to go back it was too late I had jumped in the bus on my way to my house. I was half ways home so I couldn’t go back, anyway my manager texted me asking where I was. All I could think in the moment as a reply to him was ‘my blood sugar was low almost a seizure. Sorry’ which I almost did had a seizure because of my low blood sugar. I felt bad for doing that, because I didn’t know how to ask for help at that moment, but at the same time it felt great.
Other times it’s in the spur of the moment where I have those moments where I’m on my lunch break and I think to my self ‘this is the perfect time where I could just go, and they won’t really care I’m clocked out for the lunch brea, thing they make us do anyway…so they won’t care.’ But at the same time, I don’t do it because who the heck is going to pay for my bills it’s not me. Without a job I can’t pay my bills.
I wish sometimes it was that easy to find a job where I don’t have to deal with too much people, idiots and Karen’s. Because that’s what makes most jobs where you have to deal with the public suck. Having much experience with customer service, I can write you a book of how much shit I’ve had to deal with over the years. Specially working as a cashier at gas stations and convenience stores. It’s not the physical aspect of the job that bothers me I can deal with it that’s fine. It’s having to deal with nasty people everyday that makes it ugly , mentally draining, the Karen’s making me question my shit sometimes. Weather I should punch her on the boobs, or the nasty faces she/he makes when complaining about how she/he doesn’t like how I wear the cap at work or how I’m even looking at her in a condescending way, making them uncomfortable or some shit, or just because they don’t like how I look, which is pretty dumb of you ask me.
My current job I like it I really do, as I said before doing the physical job about it doesn’t bother me at all, it’s the stress, the mental stress, and on top of that dealing with people who complain about every single thing is what drains my whole being, because there has been days where I don’t want to deal with that at work. It makes me emotionally exhausted, to the point that I just want to quit the job at the restaurant and go back to the gas station, at least I had help there. The manager helped more than anything else, unlike at the restaurant, the managers don’t do shit, to help us. Or at least me personally, I never really had any training at all, I learned everything on my own and by looking at everyone else doing it. No formal training at all. Which is not okay specially from a restaurant. At least at the gas station I was trained for two weeks. But not at my current job where I was thrown to the wolf’s from day one, let me figure shit out on my own. Which is not okay at all as I said. That’s why I’m looking for another job before I quit the one I have right now, or perhaps I’ll just go back to the gas station, who knows.
Peace ☮️ & Love ❤️ …..
