20 minutes in heaven
Dear "Sexual Harassment Supervisor",
Dear "Sexual Harassment Supervisor",
Dear "Drop your pants",
Dear "Crazy Regular #2",
Dear "Crazy Regular #1"
Dear "How am I supposed to get to work when I am incarcerated",
Dear “Did you make a mistake on the schedule?”,
No I didn’t. You are in fact reading that correctly. You are scheduled for a full seven hour day, or what I myself like to consider a half day. I appreciate you taking this opportune time to talk to me about it though. The 8am hour at a coffee shop is always the best time for a schedule discussion. This way, you don’t have to do that annoying thing I expect of you which is customer service.
I could sense the desperation in your voice when you were appalled that I would even THINK to torture someone with seven whole hours of dealing with the public. I must have just misunderstood you the other day when you were pleading with me for more hours. This stupid sensitive side of me actually tried to adhere to your wishes, but clearly I was mistaken. You must just want me to magically add those hours to your check without you having to be physically present.
You raise a good point however when you said to me “there is no way I can do that, seven hours is just too long here.” Tell me about it. Try working on average twelve hours here, which could possibly be shorter, but unfortunately for me I have to engage in asinine conversations like this one during my day causing me a delay in doing what I should be doing.
I totally understand how unfair all of this seems. What kind of slave driving boss makes someone work so much? It’s like I’m running a third world sweat - shop here. To be honest, if I were you I would make a call to HR stat about the unfair working conditions you are under. Already you are convinced someone has put a curse on you (lucky for me this is the second time in my retail management career I have encountered such a fear from an employee so I had prior experience on how to deal with this, which is be sympathetic to your feelings then change the subject). Now you have to work an extraordinary amount of hours… in a row.
If it makes you feel better, you will in fact be allowed a half hour break midway through, which really makes this shift just six and a half hours long. I know, it’s still horrible. I’m sure you will have to spend the following day you have off in bed all day recovering from the torture you had to endure the previous day of running a register and changing milk carafes. I don’t even know how you’re going to be able to function. In the meantime, you are more than welcome to ask anyone else here to work part of that shift, if they can even fathom the idea of being put in a position of such cruelty and torture.
I look forward to our next conversation on pay day when you plead with me how you are having such a hard time making ends meet. Might I recommend selling your plasma? It helped me through college, is really just about a two hour shift, and you just have to lay there.
Sincerely,
Maggie
Dear “A/C guy”,
First of all, let me say thank you for showing up. Working in this sweat shop has been extremely annoying. I never signed up do be a part of Bikram Barista, but apparently that is my life. I appreciate you trying to fix the current unit, but as I have told the five other people before you that have come in, it is a lost cause. You’ll have to excuse me for the quick introduction as I stormed into this store this morning on my day off, but as I told you in that moment, I don’t need you climbing up a ladder like those before you to look at this waste of time a/c unit. What I needed is for you to get on the phone and find out where the hell the portable unit I have been promised for the past 24 hours is.
Thank you for following my instructions, I am sure the satanic glare that I gave while sternly, yet politely demanding to do this was to say the least, frightening. You see, I haven’t had a day without dealing with this den of insanity in over a month, and it is slowly making me go insane. I am sure there was a small moment in our interaction where you just may have been scared for your own life, rightfully so, I am about one more day away from going Dexter on this place.
I can’t explain to you how relieved I was to see how quickly you brought the unit in after my demands, and I could tell you were able to sense my gratitude. What I need you to understand however, is that it was in fact just pure professional gratitude. I did not mean to mislead you while signing the invoice and casually talking to you. While I appreciate your compliment that I seem like a good time to hang out with, I have to say with all honesty that there was a time in my life where I used to be. That time ended when I came to this time consuming soul sucking place. As for your invitation to get together some time, you’ll have to excuse me, I am not used to be hitting on in social situations, much less in a professional setting.
I do commend you though for that bold move of kissing me on the cheek as I tried to shake your hand to say goodbye, and I REALLY appreciate you doing said move in front of my whole staff. As romantic as the entire situation is, I can say with entire certainty, you and I will not have any romantic outings anytime soon, I have to extend to you a phrase my sisters say often, just because you don’t want to go to the party, it’s nice to be invited. Unfortunately, it takes a lot more than an almost useless a/c unit to be my knight in shining armor, and just know that if this breaks down, I will do everything in my power to fix it myself before I have to call it in and go through this awkwardness again.
Sincerely,
Maggie