So i'm sure i told a lot of you about that new job i was so excited about, yeah?
well i had my first day today...
and it was shit. not THE shit...just plain shit.
I'm a dishwasher. i thought, "hey, no big deal. i know how to wash dishes."
well i'm washing cooking dishes, storing dishes and eating dishes. i'm the only dishwasher and while i was told i was to work from 3-10 i worked from 3-11 cuz i had to work till the dishes were done.
the kitchen is in the basement, away from the live music that my boss, Dave raved about (seeing as though i told him i was going to be heading off to music school). so i get stuck listening to the radio. And it's the radio, so it's got some good stuff, mostly shit. Period.
It's about 15-20 degrees HOTTER down there cuz it's the kitchen. Plus i'm working with a washer that sanitizes things at nearly 200 degrees. Oh, on the same note. Not only am i washer but i'm a clearer (as in dumping all the nasty food shit off the plates into the trashcan, and unclogging the sink every five minutes cuz have of the crap STILL ends up in there), as well as the person who puts all the dishes away. The washer takes about five minutes, during which time i continue rinsing other dishes prepping them for a trip into the washer. when the washer is done i have to wait for the dishes to cool cuz they're so hot. I can't rinse anymore cuz a.) i've washed so many dishes my tiny countertop that i use for already-rinsed dishes is full and b.) a full countertop = 2 or 3 dishwasher loads. So i pretty much stand around, look stupid and wait for the dishes to cool while MORE DISHES PILE UP.
So while i'm there doing a job which is now painfully obvious why they usually reserve it for illegal immigrants (cuz no "hardworking american" wants to do this shit), my two coworkers take smoke breaks every 30 minutes or so...and they're out there for 10-15. I worked 8 FUCKING HOURS. AND I GOT 1...JUST ONE SINGLE 30-MINUTE BREAK!!! AND THEY'RE OUT THERE FOR 30 MINUTES EVERY HOUR!!!
It sucks cuz one of those people is pretty much my supervisor so it's not like i can go and tell someone about it. Plus it's my first fuckin' day. How fucked up would that look?
I'm on my feet for 8 hours, finish my work AFTER my supervisor has finished his and made a trip to the bar, leaving me to shut off all the lights, clean out the sinks and, of course, finish all the dishes (myself). My feet are killing me. I get doused with water and food shit cuz of teh way the spray thing works...and i fucking hate my life right now.
what's more: this is my FIRST DAY on the job...
well i had my first day today...
and it was shit. not THE shit...just plain shit.
I'm a dishwasher. i thought, "hey, no big deal. i know how to wash dishes."
well i'm washing cooking dishes, storing dishes and eating dishes. i'm the only dishwasher and while i was told i was to work from 3-10 i worked from 3-11 cuz i had to work till the dishes were done.
the kitchen is in the basement, away from the live music that my boss, Dave raved about (seeing as though i told him i was going to be heading off to music school). so i get stuck listening to the radio. And it's the radio, so it's got some good stuff, mostly shit. Period.
It's about 15-20 degrees HOTTER down there cuz it's the kitchen. Plus i'm working with a washer that sanitizes things at nearly 200 degrees. Oh, on the same note. Not only am i washer but i'm a clearer (as in dumping all the nasty food shit off the plates into the trashcan, and unclogging the sink every five minutes cuz have of the crap STILL ends up in there), as well as the person who puts all the dishes away. The washer takes about five minutes, during which time i continue rinsing other dishes prepping them for a trip into the washer. when the washer is done i have to wait for the dishes to cool cuz they're so hot. I can't rinse anymore cuz a.) i've washed so many dishes my tiny countertop that i use for already-rinsed dishes is full and b.) a full countertop = 2 or 3 dishwasher loads. So i pretty much stand around, look stupid and wait for the dishes to cool while MORE DISHES PILE UP.
So while i'm there doing a job which is now painfully obvious why they usually reserve it for illegal immigrants (cuz no "hardworking american" wants to do this shit), my two coworkers take smoke breaks every 30 minutes or so...and they're out there for 10-15. I worked 8 FUCKING HOURS. AND I GOT 1...JUST ONE SINGLE 30-MINUTE BREAK!!! AND THEY'RE OUT THERE FOR 30 MINUTES EVERY HOUR!!!
It sucks cuz one of those people is pretty much my supervisor so it's not like i can go and tell someone about it. Plus it's my first fuckin' day. How fucked up would that look?
I'm on my feet for 8 hours, finish my work AFTER my supervisor has finished his and made a trip to the bar, leaving me to shut off all the lights, clean out the sinks and, of course, finish all the dishes (myself). My feet are killing me. I get doused with water and food shit cuz of teh way the spray thing works...and i fucking hate my life right now.
what's more: this is my FIRST DAY on the job...
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Its tough, I know.
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