Seriously though. I’m just done.
I move to a new Sbux store expecting better hours, better people, more functional, etc. What do I get? A manager who schedules me for 35+ hours a week, when my requested hourly max is 20-25 while in school, plus doesn’t give me TWO FUCKING days off JUST to study for my accounting finals, which are decidedly shitty because they’re compacted and during the summer. We’re constantly understaffed, and it’s just becoming a total shit fest, something I don’t want to deal with. My boyfriend is like, WELL WHEN I WORKED AT STARBUCKS I WORKED 35 HOURS A WEEK AND I DIDNT GIVE A SHIT OR COMPLAIN ABOUT IT. And it’s like, well good for fucking you, but that’s what you did, that’s what you can handle, not me. It takes me so long just to get certain concepts, and accounting isn’t any better. It’s so frustrating that he doesn’t understand. I CAN work 35 hours while taking classes and I have DONE it repeatedly but it sets me behind in my classes because at the end of the day I just don’t have any energy, or I miss some minute detail that in accounting will completely damage the rest of the entire learning process. Plus most of my shifts are bullshit close-practically open so I’m just exhausted. It’s not the worst job in the world, not by any means, but I just wish it could be more flexible. Especially to make room for school.
On top of that the entire situation with my bf’s mom. I can’t fucking stand her. I tried for an entire year to get along with her, forcing myself to stoop down to her level of conversation and discuss men, money, dating men with money, being better than other people, etc, etc fucking etc. Plus I have to deal with her and my boyfriend getting into arguments and literal shouting matches once a week. For the last year too she has made it DIFFICULT FOR ANYBODY to just enjoy a nice quiet household. Why? Because she fucking thinks cell phone reception causes BRAIN CANCER so she has to walk around the entire house yapping out stupid gossip on her stupid headset 24-7 a day, because she has no job, has never worked a day in her life, doesn’t even know what a W-2 is (literally had to ask the other day), and so she literally has nothing better to do. Literally her day consists of going to beach, going to parties, dating, gossiping, etc. In the past she has literally said, I dont care! When I told her Sean and I work almost forty hours a week and are trying the best we can to keep the kitchen clean to her fucking psychotic standards. Every time I try to go to bed to wake up for 4am shifts, she comes home at 11:30, and does one of three things: 1. Goes into the kitchen and starts slamming around pots and pans and drawers because she’s passive aggressive and trying to make a point when cleaning the kitchen. 2. Starts yapping on her cell phone as loud as possible or to whoever she’s with 3. Turns on the TV and starts blaring something like the Bachelorette or American Idol or WHATEVER the fuck else. Quite frankly, I’m sick of it. Even when I come HOME from 4am shifts and try to take naps or fall asleep she makes endless amounts of noise, screaming at Sean, because the two of them don’t know how to go upstairs and talk to each other like civilized people.
Anyhow basically my boyfriend is pissed at me because I’ve been giving his mom the cold shoulder and she’s noticed it, frankly I don’t give a damn because I have better things to do than try to make a peace with a fifty-something fuck up who thinks she’s better than anyone and can parade around the house like she’s the only one living in it. Maybe it’s passive aggressive but I’m just removing myself from the situation and I don’t give a flying FUCK.
On another note my boyfriend likes to spend time giving me shit for not letting him play Counterstrike at night, when I want to go to bed to wake up at FOUR IN THE MORNING for work. Well it’s Saturday night and all my friends are playing! Well boo fucking hoo. I have no problem sleeping in the other room just so he can play, but I do it EVERYTIME and it would be nice to be able to go to bed in my own bed and wake up for work. He openly snaps at me for the smallest shit and I’m just tired of HIM and WORK and his MOM and Southern California and I fucking just hate it down here. I wish everyone would piss off.
Like literally ranting doesn’t solve anything and I get it this isn’t the worst thing but holy fucking shit. What is wrong with these people.
Day 5 at the new Sbux store ~~ Pros: no drive thru, giant back room, everything labeled and organized, making your own drinks is cool by everyone, my coworkers are rad as hell, commute is less than eight minutes, and I can always take the coast on my motorcycle whenever I feel like it.
BONUS: Mildly interesting highlights of today include: Someone dropping $16 in my tip jar during peak, my manager making me something called an Undertow while I was on bar at 6am, and during midday everyone being like, let’s do shots! And my coworker making five sets of doppio espresso with soy and caramel syrup for everyone to chug. This is so new and awesome.
Fuck fuck fuck fucking fuck I’m so fucking tired fuck 8.5 hour shifts aren’t the worst thing out there but they really, really blow. Two more days of them, but at least I’ve got some fucking awesome people at my store. And no drive thru. I keep telling myself this is for the best. I don’t really want to split from Starbucks.