rexa

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr i am sooo pissed off. there aren't even words strong enough. and it's worse, cuz it's about work and i hate that i care. see, when i asked for a raise (god forbid, the last one was almost a year and a half ago, and it's been the only one in my current position in *2 years* of working it...) i was told that no one in my position would be allowed to make more than $9/hour. which was a straight up lie, but that's not the point. so, no raise for me. so i choke on it and rarely ask ever again. NOW i find out that the useless kid they JUST hired and nearly FIRED because he was LATE for most of his first week of shifts and CAN'T do the job and has NO experience is being paid $9.50!!! which is the same as another girl in my position who has worked there for SIX years! now, i don't know if they're just plain stupid, or if it's cuz he's a guy, or cuz they want a goddamned mutiny, but i NEED to do something about this. i am so fucking angry. i was SHAKING with rage. it just makes me feel so useless. i mean, if i'm really that worthless and replacable, fucking replace me already. there are a ton of establishments that would be happy to have me and pay me more. i am fucking WICKED at my job. FUCKERS.
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i feel a little better now that i got that out of my system (although i haven't done nearly enough yelling about it). also, because we brought our kitten home today and he's fucking precious (we named him Loki, after the norse-i think-god of mischief. cuz he is a shit disturber). he isn't a big fan of the camera flash so i don't have any pictures yet, but they will come. also, i have some noodles, and there is a new episode of csi:miami on as we speak. so my rage is momentarily abated. but i mean really, fuck. alright i'm done. off to cuddle kittens and eat noodles and convince myself that i'm making productive use of my time by copying ridiculously simple psych definitions so i can "study" them later.