Work. Part 2.

So once again, I'm at a lost.

I guess that's nothing really new to anyone.  I'm a very lost person in general.  And air headed.  Mostly air headed.

But right now it has to do with work.  Oh how much I hate whining about the subject.  But I guess it's one of those things that is unavoidable when you truly hate your job.  With a passion. Lol.

Well, I don't hate my job with THAT much of a passion.  And honestly all the changes (basically the whole management team has changed) doesn't really bother me all too much since it makes sense to me to what they are trying to do with the store.  But what really stresses me out is basically all the little things.

Like the incompetence of others what effect everyone else.  People just don't understand the ripple effect.  When once person is behind...so is everyone else.  Every action causes a reaction and it pisses me off.  Because for one, I always get in trouble for it.  Even when I have no control over it.

But that's what happens when you are looking to be management. It's like a constant test to see how you preform under pressure...even if whatever situation you are put in will never happen to the actual manager because of the certain task that is assigned to whatever clerk.

This is probably confusing. But I'm not getting into specifics.  Because most likely I will get confused. Ha!

I guess what really gets me is that I hate getting thrown under the bus for something that is not in my control.  And I hate having to do more work than is necessary because other people are just to retarded to understand the concept that it is there job and they have to do it. But they are just to lazy to even care.

Sometimes I miss the days where I didn't try so hard.  I just showed up, did my job, and go home.  I don't mind going back and doing that crap again.  But what would the fun be in that? Not to mention I really like most of my crew and my boss can mostly be pretty cool.

I just have those days where I feel like not trying so hard.   Just throw my hands in the air and just give up.

And then I pull my head out of my ass and keep on keeping on.