I know that I keep complaining about the job and more over my utter apathy over how i normally am toward these sorts of things and how i'm not that and how that's weird. talking it over with pen i think i'm sedated. something is being slipped into my tea or the medication i'm not on is all wrong. case in point: the GM is crazybut somehow it never occurs to me to know her as that- it's like i see her and i try to forget her, like she doesn't exist outside of the minutes i see her. but unintentionally. i try to fly under her radar and most of the managers radar but one day I found out that she was the one who was putting the dirty dishes found in the sink into the cabinets... yes. as in, the dishes are sitting there waiting to be cleaned with particles of food and who knows what... and she picks them up dripping, filmed and gross and sets them in the cabinets... because i guess she doesn't want to see them in the sink? and to top that i brought a couple bowls in- that EVERYONE used. so they were always in the sink and she threw them both out. when i think about it- like just now, a little ball of rage formed and started hovering in the middle of my chest... but then unlike now i just zone out, job search, look at the clock and keep on walking... and in another noted debasement of the working class- the morning crew is addicted to coffee. thankfully i'm not, so i don't feel it as keenly but i observed that some malicious... okay well lets just say spiteful-actioned person- and i know spite- was pouring coffee grounds into the sink. he's been here 3 years, he needs to be medicated, really, a frustrated actor and in desperate need of a different job- but he cares, really cares about his job or the work of it, so the only thing he can do are these futile little manuevers, which if i were in his place i would totally do- so the plummer has had to come out umpteenth times and finally the sink was clogged feet deep in grounds and it stopped working- and the company said we'll refuse to pay for it- so then finally they got filters for the coffee maker, which hello! about time- and then after that they put up bolded stronglyworded texts with exclamations that no food stuff goes in the sink and to not ever ever EVER put coffee grounds there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! etc... sort of also futile and ridiculous. and then suddenly there was a nice but strongly worded labelmaker label that the coffee would be "made by the opening manager"... and then the actual coffee disappeared and is now locked in the cash office so that only the "opening manager" can get to it... nice.but bye bye, tra la la... off into the field of poppies i go. tra la la.
