Fuck this job. I called in this morning because feel like death. I had some eating issues that probably created it the night before, but I woke up with some server stomach pains and nausea. SO. I get the bitch I fucking can't stand who NEVER works but bosses us around on the phone. I told her I don't think I can make it and that I feel very ill... and she tells me. "Well just to let you know, you're going to be talked to when you next come in. Because you're suppose to give us a 2 hour warning." Okay well, I called in earlier, no one picked up. So I called in as soon as the store opened, and then someone picked up. I have to start at 9:45. So you're telling me I'm going to get yelled at for calling an hour and 45/50 minutes ahead of time instead of 2? That sounds really fucking ridiculous and if I get fucking yelled at they can kiss my ass goodbye.
I never fucking call into work unless I feel that much pain.
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Ignore her, that 'talk' you'll have will end quickly because it's just not your fault in any way.
So yeah, feel better soon ~
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I hope you feel better, sweetie. ;__; -hugs tight- Get some rest...<333
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