FUCK MY JOB!!!!!!
Now that I have that out of my system, let me explain. I work at a goddamn arcade. It's supposedly the best entertainment center in all of Illinois. It's jack shit. At least that's what I feel it is and what just about every kid in my school says it is. Sure, it's great cause it's right across the fucking street but what good is that when half your fucking games are going to hell cause some 5 year old got this bright idea to start beating the game like a thief in a third world country, and no one's around to see it!?
Frankly, I want to get out of there. But it's the only job I've got as of current that lets me work on the damned weekends. But that's ok. Once I develop a more severe case of senioritis, y'know...that deadly psychological trauma of 18-year olds which reduces them to mindless zombies 24/7 cause it's the 2nd semester of their last year in high school? Well, once I get that, I'll just work at a part-time job that wants me in during the week. Fuck this shitty as hell arcade. I'm tired of getting yelled at by customers for games that don't work when it's not my goddamn job to fix them. I only work the floor, which means I do minor fixes (i.e. fixing a ticket jam or a coin jam, and the occasional "Why is there no coin mech?" situation) and because I'm the first person anyone fucking sees on that floor, they automatically assume I'm Mr. Handy Andy man who fixes everything with a wave of his magical multi-tool. Because of this, I'm the one who gets to hear every nasty little word from the customers. I'M the one who gets bitched out, just like every other person on the floor with me. WE GET THE HEADACHE OF CUSTOMERS COMING DOWN OUR THROATS. NOT THE MANAGERS.
To make matters worse, some of my friends are getting written up because they are scheduled hours that are OBVIOUS THEY CAN'T WORK BECAUSE THEY ARE IN CLASS AT THAT TIME. ANd yet they STILL expect this kid to have some sort of slave-like dedication to ditch school and go work for them...like...ch'yeah right! For $6.25 an hour plus grief commission? Fuck that!!!! It's better than flipping burgers I admit, but this is still bullshit.
Wanna know what makes things worse? One of my best friends over there was constantly asked if he could work the same weekend I had to take off. He had to take it off cause he HAD to go out of town because his grandmother is DYING and she requested that before she goes off this green Earth, she see him, her grandson, one last time. But oh, working at the arcade is so much more fucking important according to the management. She'll be dead whether he visits or not! That's how they see it. This is his GRANDMOTHER. A person he loves so much and can only see her so often because SHE'S IN ANOTHER STATE. So he and I both agree - working at where I work is bullshit. Fuck this job.
One of my bosses wanted me to work for 3 weekdays over my X-mas vacation, knowing I have no fucking way of getting there other than walk 2 miles there and get frostbitten along the way. Frankly, I don't wanna find out what in the fuck is gonna fall off me first when I get frostbitten, and I really don't like the idea of watching my hand or some other appendage on me suddenly detach from the rest of me. I'm not a cartoon character where I can just staple it back on, do a cutaway with a camera, and I'm ok next time I step into camera view. Secondly, the days he wanted me to work were going to be 3 of 5 days I was planning on spending with my girlfriend trying to make her forget about her home life which is essentially from what I've heard...I'd rather be locked up in a basement filled with everything from rabie-riddled pitbulls foaming at the mouth to tarantulas as big as a fucking bus tire than to undergo what she has to go through as far as her home life. She tells me she's only got a couple of real friends anymore. Y'know what? Screw them too. They're bastards for making her feel like they're losing touch and she's not important anymore. And they do nothing about it so to hell with 'em.
If I get fired, I'm going to tell the management to kiss my Japanese ass and lick my left nut.
Sammy san signing off.
"Will work for good chance at getting into computer field related jobs." - My sign