FA+
Shop
Two months into the job
15 years ago
Blah blah blah, insert endless drama below, blah blah.
I don't know how much longer I can take this. I am NOT a fast worker. In the two months I've been working, I'm still slow as hell at the makeline (where we sauce and top the pizzas and make the side items) and oventending station (where we get food out of the oven, cut/sauce it where appropriate, and box it), and when answering phones, I'm CONSTANTLY stumbling over words and forgetting to ask things. I also have to have my customer repeat things like their names, numbers, addresses, and orders because 1) I may be able to hear talking that most people can't, but I still have trouble UNDERSTANDING the talking, and 2) I get brainfarts, like, every couple of minutes.
Really, the only things I'm any good at are folding boxes, prepping ingredients (discovered that by keeping my face away, I can cut onions without crying), declumping cheese in the freezer (although it still takes me a long time, because I have to warm up my fingers every few boxes...yeah, freshly delivered cheese feels like putting your fingers into millions of tiny cubes of ice), and delivering food (though I'm still known to get lost every now and then, and I'll frequently forget to bring any drinks to the customers).
My hours are gradually getting longer (which I guess is good, because more hours = more money...still, my body's not adjusting well to the longer hours), I'm quickly losing patience with my district manager, and he's been impatient with me from the very start. I need to hurry up and line up a better job so I can quit this one without regret. I've got an associate's degree in Electronics Engineering Technology, maybe I can do something with that.
Really, the only things I'm any good at are folding boxes, prepping ingredients (discovered that by keeping my face away, I can cut onions without crying), declumping cheese in the freezer (although it still takes me a long time, because I have to warm up my fingers every few boxes...yeah, freshly delivered cheese feels like putting your fingers into millions of tiny cubes of ice), and delivering food (though I'm still known to get lost every now and then, and I'll frequently forget to bring any drinks to the customers).
My hours are gradually getting longer (which I guess is good, because more hours = more money...still, my body's not adjusting well to the longer hours), I'm quickly losing patience with my district manager, and he's been impatient with me from the very start. I need to hurry up and line up a better job so I can quit this one without regret. I've got an associate's degree in Electronics Engineering Technology, maybe I can do something with that.
Granted, after the stuff that was said at the store meeting yesterday, I think I'm actually doing it about right: going a bit more slowly (though I suspect they may still be thinking I'm going too slowly) and paying attention to what I'm doing to make sure I get it just right. Still, I keep getting scheduled for more and more hours and getting more and more extra, unscheduled hours. While I do appreciate that they like having me around and that I'm getting all this extra money, it's really wearing on me. Once or twice a week, I get a shift that's longer than a full-time shift, and that's REALLY exhausting. Same for when they schedule me late one night, then early the very next morning.