We've pretty much all had that one job where you question your sanity and if minimum wage is really worth the abuse, torture, suffering, idiots and general pain that is your work day.

You find yourself dreading tuesday, for no reason other than its not even the middle of the week yet. Each day drags on for hours and hours, no matter how busy you are you feel like you've been there for twelve years when really its only been an hour or two.

Let us unite, with our shitty jobs in this shitty economy and say FUCK NO, WE WONT GO.

And then tomorrow morning lets all get up and trudge to another shitty day feeling slightly better that you aren't quite so alone in the hating of your job.

I know what you mean mine gave me a great eval yesterday works me like a dog for little hours

We have to fill out shift notes when theres an issue about anything or if we think there might be one. I've started writing things like, "Customer is too stupid to figure out the concept of a simple scale. Should be beaten over the head repeatedly with a folding chair." on them at the bottom. My supervisors can now tell how my day is going based on the level of violence I wish upon these customers via shift notes.

I remember one job I had where in one year, out of a total of 30 staff, there were more than 24 staffing changes (people quitting, getting laid off, hired, etc). One new hire lasted exactly two weeks before quitting.

The Board of directors got concerned about all the staff changes, and the boss (who was the one making life hell for the rest of us) told them she did such a good job training us that headhunters kept stealing her staff. They actually bought it...at least for a while.

LOL God, I wish I could be that good of a bullshitter at my job. Thats brilliant. Bravo to her for that one.

i hated my last job... so i quit and moved overseas lol. maybe you should look for a new one in the meantime? it isn't healthy to go to work hating life. seriously.

I srsly want to just strangle my bosses sometimes. Idk it's a horrid situation. They are currently in a legal separation and they live in separate houses, yet they still run a business together and he made the mistake of recently telling her that now she is a boss of our business. So now she has taken it upon herself to be quite the ass to me telling me wtf she thinks I should be doing even though I have been doing my job just fine, with no complaints, for almost 8 months... She's also taken up this habit of following me around work and just like watching, it makes me feel like she's constantly trying to rush me and it makes me kind of panicky and then I end up making mistakes from time to time. I'm pretty much to the point where even though I love what I do at my job, I want to cut back on shifts and take up a second job elsewhere. :c

It's not the job I mind so much (It's not glamorous work, but it can be enjoyable in its own way if you're creative and keep an open sense of humor.) as the HR manager. The woman is...unstable, to say the very least. She can be sweet-as-pie one second and a raging tornado of bitchiness the next. When she's in one of her moods, she's been known to stalk around the office for a likely target, pounce upon them in a manner befitting of a hungry lioness and proceed to yell and scream over the first little issue that pops into her head. Then the next time you see her, everything has been forgiven and she's offering you candy. o-0

My only real encounter with her happened right after I was hired. All new employees are required to attend a two day orientation to make sure you don't do something really stupid the first day on the job (And trust me, in this profession, there's a a lot of room for stupid mistakes.). I was able to get a ride out but was trouble convincing my transportation to return and pick me up once everything was over. So here I am, standing on the back porch of the office in the pouring rain, begging over the phone that they don't leave me to walk back through a not-so-good neighborhood at what was quickly becoming nighttime to the bus stop. The leader of a major local division happened to be standing in the corner smoking at the time, overheard my conversation and offered to have one of his captains drop me off at public transit as part of his regular route. I agreed.

Due to traffic and weather (You put a little water on the road around here and everyone looses their minds.) the captain arrived at the office about half an hour late, at which point it had become far too late to even risk venturing out on my own. By that time the plan had changed to take me all the way to where I was staying, again purely out of the kindness of the supervisor and no requests from me. So I hitched my ride, headed on home and collapse into bed, thinking everything was peachy. Nope.

When I came in the next day to continue the orientation I immediately got pulled into the HR manager's office and yelled at for "disrupting a captain's work" because I didn't make the proper planning regarding transportation (To be fair, the fuckers canceled on me at the last minute.). I was so terrified of speaking up and loosing my job that I failed to tell her the truth of the matter. Not like it would have mattered anyway; she was in too much of a blind rage. In the end it took both the word of my ex-instructor (Who had recommended me for the job in the first place.) and the supervisor who had offered me the ride to convince her that I had not, in fact, inconvenienced anyone, I didn't beg for rides around the office and I certainly didn't deserve the black mark she had already placed on my record.

TL: DR-I almost got in a huge heap of trouble over an act of generosity because of HR Crazylady.

Tuesday is my Monday. I go back to work, and i'm just like "uuughghhghhhwrjhfehr why have you forsaken me, weekdays?" And Wednesday is like "Well, its not Tuesday but i'd still like to disembowel myself or at the very least cut off my finger so I can leave." Thursday is "Huh. Well, this is the top of the hill. The coaster can only pummel down now. Still thinking about cutting off my finger, though." And Friday is "TOMORROW IS SATURDAY. :D :D :D Still. Cutty." And Saturday is "I am going to remind you every hour on the hour how long is left until we close because OMG Saturday."

It's extremely unfair that the position I like best at my job is unable to become a full time one, despite needing a person doing it on every shift. They dump everything on me because they know I can handle it, and yet I get paid the same as everyone else. Other people can never keep up with my pace, and yet they give them the same hours as me. CAN'T WAIT TO FINISH THIS DAMN CERTIFICATE I'M STUDYING FOR SO I CAN GET A REAL JOB.

I used to work for an Albanian family at their restaurant (NOTHING against Albanians, I promise...just that they barely spoke English, which only added to the stress of working for them...I swear if the chef had yelled at me one more time about potatoes and soups I was gonna take my apron off and strangle him....he yelled at me because he thought I'd said something else, because we couldn't understand each other...GAHH!).

The part that got me to quit was the owner hitting on all the waitresses and their friends. Not to mention the eternal nightmares and the multiple times he'd tried to cheat us out of our pay...No, I quit that job. I'll make do somehow, but I won't make do working for him. (I'm pleased to announce that all of his smart workers quit on him and now that he has waitresses that buy into his crap they can't handle doing their job properly. I hope he's happy. He wanted people that'd roll over and take his abuse, and he found them in the bottom of the gene pool. His restaurant is going down hill fast.)

(Actually, after the job fair a few days ago, I have three promising job prospects that will pay well - up to $12.10 an hour for one of them - AND give scholarships towards my schooling - up to $800 a CLASS (so $6400 a year, approximately). So hah. Screw you stupid sexist failure of a business man! I'm moving up in the world!)

Tuesday my boss had a go at me about two things. One was ebay invoices and the other was diverting the phones. I apologised to him and said I would sort it out. The problems were easily solved (I logged on and diverted the phones and I printed the ebay invoices) but he, as he always does, decided to go on about it for about twenty minutes 'how can we stop this happening in the future?' 'you need to look at the bigger picture and tell me WHY this has happened'.

It's like, dude! I said I'm sorry, I sorted the issue, it's not going to happen again! I nearly snapped at him, but managed to compose myself.

So I come into work on Wednesday and he's written out a fucking list, of other things I have done wrong and once again with this constant babble of how we can prevent it happening again and generally making me feel like crap.

So I burst into tears as soon as he got in the office and I think we sorted it out. But god, sometimes all this is not worth it! I get paid just enough to make my rent payments and not much else.

In all this though, there was a silver lining, as I now get to work from home for 3 days a week. I literally feel like I have my life back now, and I save a fortune on travel!

i don't know how much more i can take it. i'm on the brink.

I've been working in a shit hole card store for 2 ish years. I hate it. I'm a full time student and the company believes that this job is my number one priority. Minimum wage, shitty old customers, screaming at me for it being an American company (we're Canadian), the prices....I just can't take it.

Thankfully the store is closing mid- March so I can take the pussy way out and be 'let go' instead of rage quitting.

Meh. My job isnt -that- bad. Most of my supervisors love me. but I get paid .05 above minimum wage.. I need a higher paying job.

I'm with you my dear

I had a job that I HATED for 3 years. They always botched reviews of people so they wouldn't have to give raises, "lose paperwork" each time I was about to get promoted (this happened 2 times to me), and just treated everyone like shit.

It got to the point where I was just like "Fuck this shit I'm done". I stood up for myself, called out my boss for the dumb person she was...in front of customers...and refused to stop. I then threw my hat to the ground and walked out. Now I have a decent job, and couldn't be more happy :P