I HATE MY JOB!!!!!

So I usually refrain from talking about work on here, but damn if I don't feel like calling people out right now. So, bitchassness has been running rapid through the work place and I refuse to play their game. Lately I've been the type to never talk about work once I've left. I have a smile on my face as soon as I hit the door. I vent about work maybe once a month to refresh myself for the next month, but never is it a daily thing. For some reason the majority of my co-workers like to talk shit to the manager about small things people do, when they know they've done things as well. Now, knowing this you would think I would do the same, but I have bigger things on my mind than these fools. So I take it and move the fuck on. Except for today.....

I've let this build up so bare with me. First there are these two graveyard employees that, BTW are about two hours late to relieve me at least twice a week, complain about the smallest things that they can and will fix. Everything from the morning shift being 20 minutes late to the way I write my 8's. Now when I see something wrong I fix it and let the shit go, but little did I know that this isn't a common philosophy. Then there is day shift bellman that totally crossed the line and has sexually harassed me on several occasions. Now it's my fault for not telling, but this just started last week so I'm just now getting my bearings. This is how it's gone down. So, I was dressing in the employee changing room which doesn't really have a lock if you have a key card. I was reaching for my blouse that was hung up in the closet when the door opens. I yelled that I was changing and tried to cover my chest, which is rather big, with my arms. I had a bra on that of course had cleavage, naturally. I didn't think much of it because It was the same amount of clothing as I would wear to the beach. But crazy of me to think it would be between him and I, because by the time I got downstairs to clock in every one including my managers boss knew about my failed effort to cover all of my chest. But that was the least of it. When I saw him again he said, and I quote " You look good in Lavender" (referring to my bra, which was actually magenta.) Then he went on to say, " I got off for the day". Disgusted and shocked I had to take a second think of how inappropriate in really was. So the next day I set out to speak with him on his behavior, because I am his supervisor. I asked him why he told everyone and his response was " Their just mad because they couldn't see what I saw.". Then he slapped my butt... One word, PISSED!!!!!!

Then there is this old ass white chick with three bad ass kids that decided it was a good idea to bring her kids to work. Now, had I been there in the beginning of the day I would have set boundaries for those walking energy drinks. They were running in and out of the back office and came up to the front desk to talk to her in front of customers. Can you say TACKY?!?! So, I didn't know who's kids they were when I came in to work, all I knew was that there were little kids running a muck. So I ask her " who's obnoxious kids are these?". And she said "Thanks, they're mine". This bitch had the nerve to catch an attitude with me as if I had a way of knowing they were hers. If I had I would have been a little nicer... Maybe. So anyway she tells my manager that I talk on my cell phone and work phone a lot and miss calls. Granted I do talk on the phone for maybe 15-25 minutes while I still have help because after 6pm theres only me to tend to over 200 guest and incoming calls with no breaks, so if a bitch wants to talk for a minute then let a bitch talk. I never complain when these fools take five 10min smoke breaks in a 3hour span. That's not my thing because I know that I have my ways as well. Somehow these hoes fail to understand the phrase "pot calling the kettle black". Ok I'm done for now... Check back with me next month for the next venting spree.

I feel better now...