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Dec. 4th, 2013 12:59 amWow. watching someone I know on FB whine that min-wage staff aren't perfect every time and how she double checks ALL her work so why don't they?
Aw sweetie. Your life is so rough. They make a pittance compared to you, doing hard physical labor and for no benefits and maybe if they're lucky someone won't throw a snit at them today because they screwed up your sandwich. If they consistently make the error, it might be...they can't HEAR YOU? How entitled do you have to be? I thought better of you but right now I'm kinda side-eyeing your sense of privilege.
And if you had worked those trenches, you'd bloody well know. So maybe you did, like you said, but you seem to have learned nothing.
( let us not count the bench-errors I've made when I'm working non stop. Because I'm HUMAN.)
Today got to the studio, slogged, lunch, lecture, back in the studio, slogged till closing. Watched the boob next to me do fuck doodly fucking ALL, chatting, basically being a disruption in the studio. He'll go so far as to hang his apron round his neck but not once today did he actually work. He skipped lecture too. I don't fucking GET it. And while I'm working away, he's bumping into me and causing a ruckus and disrupting everyone. Seriously wanted to stab the fucker in the neck with a needle file.
Home, where Stirling was working himself into a fuss refusing sleep. We finally got him zonked at least.
I'm kinda hitting some end of semester/parenting burnout big time. Neither's likely to change but at least its one more class and three studio days and I'm off for a month. It is getting better but some days the tired just outpaces my ability to caffienate.
Aw sweetie. Your life is so rough. They make a pittance compared to you, doing hard physical labor and for no benefits and maybe if they're lucky someone won't throw a snit at them today because they screwed up your sandwich. If they consistently make the error, it might be...they can't HEAR YOU? How entitled do you have to be? I thought better of you but right now I'm kinda side-eyeing your sense of privilege.
And if you had worked those trenches, you'd bloody well know. So maybe you did, like you said, but you seem to have learned nothing.
( let us not count the bench-errors I've made when I'm working non stop. Because I'm HUMAN.)
Today got to the studio, slogged, lunch, lecture, back in the studio, slogged till closing. Watched the boob next to me do fuck doodly fucking ALL, chatting, basically being a disruption in the studio. He'll go so far as to hang his apron round his neck but not once today did he actually work. He skipped lecture too. I don't fucking GET it. And while I'm working away, he's bumping into me and causing a ruckus and disrupting everyone. Seriously wanted to stab the fucker in the neck with a needle file.
Home, where Stirling was working himself into a fuss refusing sleep. We finally got him zonked at least.
I'm kinda hitting some end of semester/parenting burnout big time. Neither's likely to change but at least its one more class and three studio days and I'm off for a month. It is getting better but some days the tired just outpaces my ability to caffienate.
