Screw You, Bank of America!

So, work today sucked. First of all, they keep changing all my hours around. Usually I work 9-5, sometimes 6-2 once every other week or something. Lately, not only have they been cutting my hours down (making me come in later, or sending me home way too early to make labor), but they are making me come in around 10-11... which I don't mind, but I get there as there is a lunch rush or a big pocket of customers, o when things are already in full swing... I prefer getting there for the start of an actual shift, but I guess it doesn't matter...

Anyway.

My boss was on my ass all day long, when she is usually a sickening sugary sweet person. It was like everything I did, she had to criticize. This morning when I came into work, I was told that Brittany would be training Matthew and I on how to fully clean the McCafe machine (for those who don't know, that's the machine that makes lattes, cappuccinos, mochas, hot chocolate, etc.). During our training, Matthew had to keep stepping away to take care of customers on the front counter, leaving Brittany and I to wait. My boss came up to me shortly after training started while Brittany and I were waiting on Matthew, and she asked me what I was doing. I told her I was being trained on the machine, and she made a snide remark about how I was just standing around. I brushed the comment off and continued my training.

While the machine was cleaning itself, one of the managers asked me to wheel back one of the carts and refill all the condiments on the front line. So I went to the back to stock up and while I was back there, my boss stood between the back room and grill and asked loudly, "Hmm, where is Janise?" knowing I was standing right there. I rolled my eyes and told her I was told to stock front line, and she said in her sickeningly sarcastic way, "Weird, could have sworn you said you were being trained on McCafe, oh well!" and walked off. Once again, I shook off her comment and kept stocking. I was almost done when Colby came back to tell me the machine was done and Brittany needed to finish our training, so I left the cart and went up front. Once again, Matthew kept leaving to help customers, and Brittany were left to wait for him to continue. My boss came up and asked me, in that oh-so-lovely tone, "Aren't you supposed to be stocking?" I told her that I went to stock while the machine was cleaning itself, and now that the machine was done, I came back to finish my training. She sighed in an over dramatic fashion and said, "Okay, whatever!" and walked away.

Not to mention, she mentioned at least three times that my pants are too long and the bottoms of them are torn, and asked me when I was going to fix it... first of all, she never even mentioned to me that this was a problem, and secondly, did she have to mention it over and over? I mean I can't exactly go and hem my pants right there at work... and it isn't my fault. I'm chubby and short, even "petite" pants are too long for me. So I step on them and they tear. Yes, it doesn't look great, but I'm behind a counter for 95% of my day and NO ONE sees them. Except my boss, of course.

And this was my favorite. She asked me to pull out all the carts and trash cans at the counter and sweep behind them. So she went in the office and I pulled all three stations out and swept. Then I moved them back and swept up to the fry station. I swept ALL three stations at the counter. She came out and said, "I know you're not putting that broom away, I didn't see you sweep behind all the carts." I told her I did, and she called me a liar, telling me, "I was watching you on the camera, I didn't see you clean it. I swallowed my pride and annoyance and went and swept again, she watched me CLOSELY to make sure I did it. I got to the second station and she said, "Wow, its so clean you almost don't need to sweep!" Well, NO SHIT, I already did it once! Then she walked off.

I tried to avoid her for the rest of the day, it worked out alright. I had a really good day other than her though. It wasn't very busy, I kept my self busy though, cleaning and stocking and running around helping other people. My boss doesn't like me, which is weird because she loves Colby, and he got me the job. You know who she loves? Matthew. The only person there almost as annoying as she is. No one really likes him. I tried to befriend him, like I do with most, but... yeah, did not work out. Colby doesn't like me talking to him... but anyway.

SO, are you wondering why I hate Bank of America? Oh, and the Bank of Edwardsville? Well, today was payday! I went to Cobly's bank to cash my check like I have been doing every other Thursday for the last couple months, and the twenty-something year old girl told me I could not because I didn't have an account with them. I even showed her the receipts from previous check cashings... and she still ignored us and sent my shit through the little capsule thing. Whore.

But, the real issue is MY bank. Bank of America. I went to the smaller one today, since the big one is a lobby only and was closed. I went through the drive-thru. I have an account with them. I have $133 in my account, which is MORE than enough for them to cash my damn check and give me my money. In fact, the amount of money in my account isn't even an issue when cashing my check. The guy tells me, "It seems there aren't enough funds in your account, even though there are. It won't let me cash it. I can deposit it, but it will be a two day holding period."

REALLY? You kept my LAST check for 8 days before I got it! What gives? Seriously! I have cable/internet/phone bills to pay, utilities, and rent, why the fuck do I keep running into all these walls when it comes to cashing my checks? It doesn't make any sense to me.

Another question. Why do banks close so early on weekdays? I mean, the stereotypical job is even called the "nine to five" job... so why do most banks close their lobbys at 4:00? Or 5:00? Even drive-thru things close at 5-6:00... what gives? It honestly makes no sense to me. who are they targeting? Night shift workers? Its annoying as fuck, and it needs to change. But who am I to tell them they are nonsensical fuckers? No one.

I guess that's all. I'm watching Adult Swim... bored. Going to bed soon though, working early tomorrow, then I have this weekend off... Tyler, Justin, and Ryan are coming down on the 18th! Hell yeah! Tyler's ex just dumped him, again, so we are definitely going to go apartment hunting so he can move away from there for good.

Goodnight.

Dear McDonalds Customers.

Dear McDonalds Customers who go out of their way to make my job more miserable,
Just because you screw up your own order by looking at a PICTURE instead of the actual number of the meal, does not mean I'm just going to hand you a whole free meal, when it isn't the one you ordered. Please stop being so stupid.

For those of you who come in every damn day asking for FRESHLY MADE food... GO TO JACK IN THE BOX! Everyone knows that McDonalds food is pre-cooked, not prepared fresh to order. Please stop coming in during our rush hours with your big group of annoying friends who all demand extremely customized FRESH-everything meals. You cause us more stress than we need, and you just slow down everyone elses' days. Fresh fries I can understand, but seriously?

To the lady who came in and completely bitched out my manager, and Colby (who is a Crew Trainer) for telling a fellow crew member that he couldn't do something, which he COULDN'T do btw, mind your own fucking business. You said he was acting like he had "some sort of authority"? HE DOES! He has every right to tell the kid that he can't hand you fucking free food because YOU are an ignorant bitch who can't get her own order right. And saying that WE embarrassed YOU in front of the restaurant? You COMPLETELY halted everything when you demanded the attention of everyone and continued to bash both myself and my boyfriend for telling a fellow crew member what he could not do. You caused a completely unnecessary scene, and then you filled out a useless complaint form, because someone probably threw it out. You make me sick.

To the psychotic pervert who comes to my counter every day and hits on me... you think calling me "baby" and "mama" will make me fall for you? You're a pig... the first time I met you, you asked me my age and told me I look like I should be in high school, and now you hit on me with the same tired shit every time you come in. You are a disgusting pig.

You people don't understand how hard the food industry really is. The people we deal with, the strict rules we have to follow... I work 6 days a week, 8 hours a day, and deal with almost 200 people a day, and I have to put up with everything they throw at me and keep a smile on my face while they insult me on a professional and a personal level. I get paid $8.00 an hour to do more than most of you ignorant assholes will ever do in your lives. Just because I have to take your order with a smile does NOT give you the right to sexually harass me, to call me names when I make a mistake (OR YOU!), or to insult my co-workers (Yeah, I'm talking to you, you fucking asshole who called Colby "fatty fatty" today, I damn near leaped across the counter to throttle you).

Sigh... does it show that I had a bad day? Everything went wrong... at least tomorrow is a later shift, less hours... I might even get my paycheck a day early.

Please, don't look down on people just because they work in fast food... a job is a job, and who are you to judge? Times are tough and everyone needs the money. When did this negative stigma even start? That fast food workers are dumb and dirty and uneducated... most of the people I work with are either working their way through school... I don't work with any hardcore druggies or prostitutes... some young mothers, but at least they are working to take care of their kids.

We do more, and put up with more, than you could even imagine... unless you already know, in which case you should know that EVERY day is a bad day, and you should keep your mouths shut and leave us the hell alone. Ugh...

I hate people.
I really do.

There's nothing on television... that makes me sad.
I hate watching the same cartoon Christmas specials that have been on the last couple years.

On a totally/somewhat unrelated note, has anyone else noticed that ALL Burger Kind and Jack in the Box do is bash McDonalds? Sure, we don't serve breakfast all day but we shouldn't have to... BREAKFAST is BREAKFAST for a reason! We have larger menus with more options, and just because it is pre-cooked doesn't make it bad.

Let me tell you, every time I go to Jack in the Box, no matter where it is, if there are more than 2 cars in drive-thru, and more than ONE person in the lobby, it is a 30 minute wait, whether you got a milkshake, or a burger or two. Just because McDonalds gets 20 times more customers than the two of your stores combined, and we are the biggest franchise and own more land than any other corporation, doesn't mean you can bash us on everything.

You guys are jsut like Verizon, I swear. Have you seen the McDonalds commercials? They focus their money on making their products look good, and on making people smile... they don't need to bash other restaurants to make themselves look good. You guys should be ashamed of yourselves.

I guess that's all.
I made myself all hot and bothered over this.

Goodnight.

Deep Breathing.

It is hard to believe its been over a year since my previous post, things have changed so much this year... I don't even know where to start. I guess I could start by telling you I'm not longer living in Canada, or Maine for that matter. I moved to Illinois shortly after my first year of college to live with my friend, Colby, and work full time so that I could pay off my second semester and return to school... well, things happened, and I screwed up. I'm now living permanently in Illinois with Colby, and we are now together. After five months of putting out dozens and dozens of applications, I finally got a job... surprisingly enough, at the one place I did not apply to, mostly because I didn't want to. Colby and I are both working full time at McDonalds, he pulled some strings and got me the job shortly after he was promoted. The money and the hours suck, but at least I'm living again. For the longest time I felt so useless bumming money off of Colby just so I wouldn't have to starve or live on the streets. So basically I wake up, go to work, work my ass off and deal with incredibly rude people all day, come home and play the Sims 3 (the new expansion is awesome, by the way), and go to sleep... repeat.

So, that's a short summary of the last seven months. I've been working at McDonalds 5-6 days a week, trying to get full 8 hour shifts in, just to pay the bills and get caught up on rent. My landlady is nuts... she was "nice" enough to let me live here for free while I was jobless, but in November she threatened to throw me out if I didn't pay rent by the end of the month, and by that time I had a job, so it was completely possible and things were finally looking up. Then, she decided to inform us that she changed her mind, and was now going to charge me for October... which was reasonable, but annoying. So I paid. And then she decided that she wanted to charge me for September... which I was not okay with. Needless to say, I still owe her money, and I owe my roommate, Rebecca, money for utilities for November... but I get paid this Thursday, but like all the checks I've gotten so far, I won't get to spend any of it on myself.

After two years without, I finally got a phone! For those of you who are looking to buy a phone/service together, DO NOT go with Cricket. They suck. First, setting up the phone and all that was a pain in the ass, and I had to call multiple times just to get someone who spoke at least a decent amount of English. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for everyone getting jobs... but seriously? Frustrating. The phone was on "sale" for $40 down from $130... but I can't see why. The phone is a piece of shit, and it broke within 5 days. How? No idea. It was sitting in my coat pocket and I used it, 5 minutes later I go to use it again, and the screen UNDER the actual screen was completely cracked, shattered looking, no idea how that happened... it is annoying.

Hmm, what else? Oh! On the 18th a bunch of my WoW friends are coming to visit me! Tyler, Ryan, and Justin are all coming down together from Wisconsin and Minnesota to spend a few days at the apartment. Tyler is hopefully going to be moving in with Colby and I, we're going apartment hunting for a decent cheap place, away from our crazy landlady... we've had to deal with so much bullshit from her.

Well, I've got work at 10, so I'm going to get ready for bed, my head is killing me. Glad to be back.

Jan