So, this weekend is Tax Free weekend in the state of Texas.
I usually have Friday and Saturday off, as that's how my schedule's been all summer, and if some will recall from previous threads, boss has been griping and moaning about how payroll is getting cut, but mysteriously, it was only one other girl and myself who weren't getting more hours?
Anyways, I gleefully mentioned how pleased I was that I had Friday and Saturday off. I did offer to stay later on Sunday, as we're open extended hours, and I work then anyways, and since it is the day before the fall semester officially starts, I figured, why not, grab extra hours when I can. Make sense? Well, Textbook manager was shocked I wasn't working the weekend before the semester opens. I mean, quite literally shocked. I've been around the longest, after him and other manager, and boss didn't schedule me? Completely threw him for a loop. I shrugged, and mentioned that, if I had to guess, I'd get a message sometime this week, asking me if I could work either Friday or Saturday.
Two hours ago, a text message hit my phone, and yup, it's from Boss.
"question...can u able 2 wrk this saturday at all???"
<snicker> Can I call it, or what?
Now, I know I said I wanted extra hours, but I had to sit and think about whether I wanted to sacrifice my last official "weekend" before the semester started. (fridays and saturdays are my weekends, since they're the two days i have off consecutively in a row) I finally answered back, tellnig him I can work the opening shift, but could only stay until 2 at the latest. This way I still have the afternoon/evening free, and I get more hours. Squee.
I'm still giggling on the inside, and yet, just a little irked. Funny how when crunch time comes down, suddenly there's room in payroll for me to be working more hours. Who, me, bitter? never...
ah well. I've resigned myself to the fact that though I'm stuck in this job unable to find anything else, I'll make the most of it. I'm not there to please anyone but myself, and if my work ethic happens to be 100 times better than anyone else's then so be it. When it comes time to graduate and I leave, they'll be the ones hurting. (That sounds so prideful and boastful, but sadly, 'tis truth.)
I usually have Friday and Saturday off, as that's how my schedule's been all summer, and if some will recall from previous threads, boss has been griping and moaning about how payroll is getting cut, but mysteriously, it was only one other girl and myself who weren't getting more hours?
Anyways, I gleefully mentioned how pleased I was that I had Friday and Saturday off. I did offer to stay later on Sunday, as we're open extended hours, and I work then anyways, and since it is the day before the fall semester officially starts, I figured, why not, grab extra hours when I can. Make sense? Well, Textbook manager was shocked I wasn't working the weekend before the semester opens. I mean, quite literally shocked. I've been around the longest, after him and other manager, and boss didn't schedule me? Completely threw him for a loop. I shrugged, and mentioned that, if I had to guess, I'd get a message sometime this week, asking me if I could work either Friday or Saturday.
Two hours ago, a text message hit my phone, and yup, it's from Boss.
"question...can u able 2 wrk this saturday at all???"
<snicker> Can I call it, or what?
Now, I know I said I wanted extra hours, but I had to sit and think about whether I wanted to sacrifice my last official "weekend" before the semester started. (fridays and saturdays are my weekends, since they're the two days i have off consecutively in a row) I finally answered back, tellnig him I can work the opening shift, but could only stay until 2 at the latest. This way I still have the afternoon/evening free, and I get more hours. Squee.
I'm still giggling on the inside, and yet, just a little irked. Funny how when crunch time comes down, suddenly there's room in payroll for me to be working more hours. Who, me, bitter? never...
ah well. I've resigned myself to the fact that though I'm stuck in this job unable to find anything else, I'll make the most of it. I'm not there to please anyone but myself, and if my work ethic happens to be 100 times better than anyone else's then so be it. When it comes time to graduate and I leave, they'll be the ones hurting. (That sounds so prideful and boastful, but sadly, 'tis truth.)
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