I meditate. I burn candles. I drink green tea...............and still I want to smack someone.

Monday, July 16, 2007

That was a chore

Changing this template. Now that I deleted my previous photo I cannot find it on my desktop (I probably deleted it as well). I'll have to fiddle with some other ones later. I need to get up and do something productive.

Although, yesterday was a real bitch of a day. I truly cannot deal with these fucking teenagers. No respect for adults. No desire to work. Then they get all pissy when you tell them to go home. I was so tired of this one girl I told her to go home. She got an attitude, saying that I had one (yea well I earned mine), and just gave me lip out of her big fat lips.

BUT.....I cannot do anything about it. I cannot fire anyone. I can only write them up. Damnit I hate when I am in charge but can't do a damn thing! IT's a waste of my time and breath. Needless to say, the girl "had a problem" (her quote). Apparently she doesn't clean or wash things around there. Well fine, she could go home. She doesn't do much of anything and I told her as much. She sits around the box office propping her feet up when there aren't customers (she works the concession), she sits on the couch, or rather lays on it when there aren't customers, she doesn't clean up her station when no customers are around (I have to TELL her to sweep up the popcorn and mess on the floor in front of her stand. I should NOT have to tell them to do that. Most of the other concessioners do it without being told). She has a list of duties to do and doesn't do any of them unless someone goes out and tells her. She has been written up four times, and that is cause for termination, but the idiot manager (if that's what you want to call him, I don't know what he manages accept his time watching movies in the office) has not gotten rid of her yet.

So she proceeded to get an attitude when I told her to cash out and go home. She called her mom, she bad mouthed me to the rest of the employees (which I could care less). She calls her sister. I let her know that if her sister comes up there and causes trouble, she was getting arrested. Her mom calls me and asks why I had an attitude. I put her ass on hold forever LOL.
Granted perhaps I didn't handle it exactly right, but I'm SO TIRED of these children talking back and not doing anything when they can just go home. I NEVER talked back to any of my supervisors. I NEVER told them I refused to do certain things. Then again I didn't feel anything they asked me to do was awful. No one asked me to strip or asked me to tar the roof or some stupid shit like that. I was given duties for work and I did them. Happily to get money as a kid so I could buy stuff.

Eventually the ass(istant) manager calmed things down and the girl came in to apologize. I let her know up front that I wont' tolerate disrespect, that I wouldn't ask her to do things I wouldn't do, and that she needs to take the initiative instead of laying around because it looks horrible to the customers. And because I was new that doesn't mean they don't listen to me. And I brought the rest of the people in to tell them that if they had a problem taking direction they didn't need to work when I was working. I am not a hardass. I usually tell them to do things based on the ass(istant) manager's requests.

Basically I wanted them to know they couldn't just walk all over me, like they do the ass(istant) manager because she doesn't want to hear their mouth. Well I don't either, so if they back talk me they go home. I see a few of these girls on welfare............

I don't have management skills, but I certainly won't tolerate some punk ass disrespecting me, not doing his/her job, and thinking they can get away with doing pretty much nothing on their shift. They may walk all over the ass(istant) manager and whoever else, but not me.

Communication could have been better, and we straightened it out. But damn if this doesn't bring me closer to being pro-choice. And it's not all the kids' fault, it's the parents. AFter talking to this girl's mom, I was like "now I know where she gets it from".

I know I don't have children, but if someone said my kid had an attitude, I'd probably whoop her ass. Because I know I wouldn't have raised a child to talk back to other adults. Least not to their faces hehe. Maybe I'm living in a totally different world........but children are not the saints parents like to think they are.

4 comments:

Anthony said...

Generally, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. With kids, they learn (sometimes subconsciously) from their parents, who probably treat others with disrespect as well.

Personally, I'll do "whatever" as long as I am treated with respect myself. Dad always said, "treat everybody the same - whether they are the CEO or the guy cleaning the toilet."
When I presented that argument to one of our Human Resources people, he told me "your dad was wrong", that people should be stratified and treated differently according to their station in life.

That's pure bullshit, and I told him so.

Anthony said...

Oh ... and by the way ...

The turtle has to go.

:)

Firestarter5 said...

Kids have zero respect today because they know they can get away with it. If I dared mouth off to an adult or superior when I was a kid, I'd get a whipping that would make the Devil weep.

Nowadays you can't lay a finger on kids.

Ladyred said...

Yea I'm not likin the turtle either.

I agree with your Dad, Anthony. Even if I didn't like someone, I would not disrespect them, of course, unless I was disrespected, but I can't say that I have, at least not so profoundly that I remember. I always felt respect was earned, and I treat those kids nicely, even though I may pre-judge some, which I try not to but hey I'm human, but I still treat them respectfully. So giving me an "attitude" or rolling eyes or talking back or never shutting the fuck up really gets under my skin and I truly do want to bitch slap them.

I really think there should be a bitch slap holiday. Just one day where the entire world can slap whoever the fuck they want. Don't laugh. Cause I know who the two of you would slap (and I'm not talkin on the ASS, sheesh). Once a year should do, then maybe we'd all feel better.