Scott Hardie | November 15, 2002
Well, I quit today at the end of my second full shift. My previous topic, "First Day on the Job," already explains a lot of the reasons. They cut my pay again, that was a factor; even with the pay raise in four weeks, even if they had me working 55 hours a week with no breaks, I still wouldn't be earning enough to live here, roommate or no roommate. And, I would just have to quit the job anyway in 1-2 months when I found a replacement, so why go through all that training and have the manager come to depend on me? Because I need the money? Shit, the money's still not enough, and it's agony scraping it out like that. I was on the schedule for another 10.5-hour shift tomorrow, I'd have to get up at 6am and work on my feet for that long without a break, and then rush home to entertain guests till 1 or 2am.

I dunno, this isn't very coherent. I'm still exhausted, hungry, and dazed from working today. I guess the bottom line is, I am still looking for a job anyway, except now I don't have a source of income in the meantime, but at least I'm not suffering for 10.5 hours a day.

Lori Lancaster | November 17, 2002
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Scott Hardie | November 18, 2002
True, true. But I don't want to have to do the squiggle when I do the dance. :-)

Lori Lancaster | November 18, 2002
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Scott Hardie | November 18, 2002
Last spring, I read a classmate's essay that was partly about working at Wal*Mart, and she said that the company cheer involved dancing and spelling out the letters with your arms. When you got to the star, you were supposed to turn around and wiggle your ass. As if working at that place wasn't demeaning enough, you know?


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