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In order to supplement my income as a substitute teacher this year, I took a job on nights and weekends. (Going to school 2 days a week). My friend works at this place and it's your standard pizza joint. I've worked at nicer places, so I thought it should be easy. I thought everything was going great. I loved my co-workers, bosses, and a lot of the customers. I did notice, however, that a lot of people seemed to have it in for me. The kitchen guys played favorites big time, and I would make absolutely no mistakes in my ordering; but they would still get out other girls' food faster and get annoyed when I asked for something in the NICEST possible way. I worked really hard at getting sidework done quickly and efficiently. Certain people got to slack off.
Lately, a few customers complained to the owners, behind my back of course, that the service wasn't good. What. the. fuck. Well, the kitchen kept trying to say I was ringing things in wrong; when I was busting my ass to make sure that WASN'T the case. Apparently, some also said they didn't like my "sense of humor." I honestly don't even realize what I say. Many people at the place I worked at back home said I was very sweet, warm, and attentive. So I guess these people don't like that or something?
But after thinking, I figured it out. Kinda weird, but bear with me.
I grew up in Annapolis, MD. It's is very diverse, liberal, and sophisticated all at the same time. I worked in restaurants there since I was 15. I grew up with class and a good work ethic to boot. Flash forward to 2 years ago, when I was bored and needed change in my life. I decided to up and transfer colleges to Salisbury, MD, on the eastern shore. It's one of the poorest areas of Maryland. It's very flat, rural, and isolated. I thought it would be a nice change, but I knew I was in too deep when your standard homesickness turned into anxiety and depression. You'd think people from a small town would be that stereotype of warm and hospitable, but I think it's quite the opposite here. I can't believe it's the same state, to be honest. It's just this huge clique that I'll never be a part of.
Now, I'm sure you all are thinking "This brat is just making excuses for doing a bad job and she's prejudiced against rural, small-town people." No, not at all. I just find it pretty shitty that they said it was “nothing personal” when it had to do with people not liking ME! Not to worry, since it is my second job. But I had fradulent purchases made with my checking account info and things right now are very difficult. Right when I’m supposed to be relaxing. Time to go home and regroup, methinks.
The icing on the cake was when my boss said she would still give me a reference if I needed it. I said as politely as possible I would NOT be needing it. I talked to my former boss who has a way more successful business and he said they’re full of shit for letting someone like me go and that they’re just trash. So yeah, no big loss there.
/endrant
Lately, a few customers complained to the owners, behind my back of course, that the service wasn't good. What. the. fuck. Well, the kitchen kept trying to say I was ringing things in wrong; when I was busting my ass to make sure that WASN'T the case. Apparently, some also said they didn't like my "sense of humor." I honestly don't even realize what I say. Many people at the place I worked at back home said I was very sweet, warm, and attentive. So I guess these people don't like that or something?
But after thinking, I figured it out. Kinda weird, but bear with me.I grew up in Annapolis, MD. It's is very diverse, liberal, and sophisticated all at the same time. I worked in restaurants there since I was 15. I grew up with class and a good work ethic to boot. Flash forward to 2 years ago, when I was bored and needed change in my life. I decided to up and transfer colleges to Salisbury, MD, on the eastern shore. It's one of the poorest areas of Maryland. It's very flat, rural, and isolated. I thought it would be a nice change, but I knew I was in too deep when your standard homesickness turned into anxiety and depression. You'd think people from a small town would be that stereotype of warm and hospitable, but I think it's quite the opposite here. I can't believe it's the same state, to be honest. It's just this huge clique that I'll never be a part of.
Now, I'm sure you all are thinking "This brat is just making excuses for doing a bad job and she's prejudiced against rural, small-town people." No, not at all. I just find it pretty shitty that they said it was “nothing personal” when it had to do with people not liking ME! Not to worry, since it is my second job. But I had fradulent purchases made with my checking account info and things right now are very difficult. Right when I’m supposed to be relaxing. Time to go home and regroup, methinks.
The icing on the cake was when my boss said she would still give me a reference if I needed it. I said as politely as possible I would NOT be needing it. I talked to my former boss who has a way more successful business and he said they’re full of shit for letting someone like me go and that they’re just trash. So yeah, no big loss there.
/endrant
You're probably better off not breaking yourself trying to "get in". Rest assured, there are always more sucky jobs where that one came from.
I was hoping it wouldn't sound like that. I consider Annapolis proper to be a small town. Everyone is all up in my family's business there. It's more of a being an "outsider" issue.
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