Peanut's Mommy

All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind. -Aristotle

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

What good is this thing when i can't talk about any of the important stuff?

My boss asked Jacob and I the other day to consider which of us wanted to be trained in as 'senior'. The 'senior' gets to learn how to do the daily report, gets the code to the security system and access to the safe. In addition to all these perks, they get to come in early and stay late on days when management isn't available. All for the same pay we're already getting.

So fuck that. I don't need more stress. I don't want more responsibility that I'm already taking on because I know what that means in this company: squat. I took on the position I'm in while getting the raise I was supposed to get for pushing buttons, answering the phone and being a gopher. At the time, I asked for a raise and was told that after three months, it would be a possibility. Now i'm getting laughed at every time I mention it. Shitty. That's what "corporate" means. The higher-ups talk about how they know what we're up against and how they appreciate the hard work. I bet they do. They make $70k and more every year compared to my $13k. 13 thousand dollars. A year. If I'm lucky.



In other news, I am completely at a loss.

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