Dear Diary
I don’t write about my job a lot here. Mainly because the only things I think of at first are negative. I don’t want to make it seem like my job is a negative environment. Its a bit of both just negativity spreads faster than positivity.
I work in the stocking department at my job. We have a couple other departments and I’ve learned how to work in one of those. We get to drive equipment to improve our productivity aka get shit done faster.
See, at my job if you don’t ask they won’t tell. So they usually have people doing stuff they are not supposed to do. This has happened to me a couple times. Now I question everything.
People also let rank drill a hole inside of their brain. They feel that once they hit a certain point you can’t tell them shit. They began to ego trip. When they do that at my job I remind them that its just a title at the end of the day. They don’t get more money to do that.
I try to be nice to everyone at work all the time. Although, some days I just want to snap everyone’s neck and shit. I’m nice to everyone until I get pissed and request to be left alone. Once I made my request to be left alone, if whatever pissed me off is continuing to happen, feelings get hurt.
My job is like jail. I got to let them know from time to time I’m no ones bitch and I will not be treated as such. Ever since my last flip out I haven’t had this problem and I’m pretty sure I won’t have it again.
But at the end of the day, its my job.
