Wednesday, April 7, 2010

I hate this.

I hate my job. More than I've ever hated any job I've ever had. Yesterday sealed the deal when there was literally nothing I could do to calm down an upset customer, and the phone number we have for dealing with this had us on hold for over 15 minutes..and they never did answer. Which resulted in the customer getting even more irate and insisting that I was just trying to get rid of him. I'm just a schedule center employee, I don't deal with warranties. I did everything I could, and my support system was nowhere. The shop wouldn't even answer their damn phone; I guess since they closed in 15 minutes they didn't want to deal with anything.

It's all just too much stress for the pittance I get paid. I think I'd almost rather go back to retail for $8/hr. Almost.

Right now we need the money desperately. Hell, if I could handle late nights, I'd go be a stripper rather than do this.

I have to force myself to get in the car and go to work every day. I cry just thinking about all the time I spend in that place. I hate it. Plain and simple.

I'm going to start looking for something else. Until then, I'll just paste a smile on my face and pretend that it's all OK.