I’ve worked at wendys for 2 years. I’m the fastest sandwich maker they have, I’m the most dedicated closer they have and I do my job right. My normal day at wendys consists of a 9 hour shift. Starting at 5pm to 2 - 3:30 am. I am tired, covered in grease, covered in crumbs, wet and smelly by the time I get home. I have called off a few times but only because I was sick and any time they requested a doctors note I got one. If I need a day off I request a month in advance not 5 days to a week. I give them plenty of time and if anybody needs they’re days covered, hey I’m they’re girl. I work my ASS OFF for that company. I do everything that I can to make sure that store like PERFECT before I leave it that night. Today I got a text from a very good friend whom I also work with saying that I have been removed from the schedule for all next week. Why? I’ve done SO MUCH shit for you and they fuck me over like that. I need that money. But your going to give it to people that don’t work as long or as hard as me. WAY TO GO WENDYS. I will be looking for a new job thats for sure. I am tired of being FUCKED.
Just got back from memphis. It was a decent enough time. There wasn’t a whole lot to see besides Elvis stuff and that was the only reason we were there in the first place. We went for my grandma’s birthday. I was the navigator. I’m pretty much the reason we didn’t get lost. We saw the Elvis Presley Mansion and went to Beale street in downtown Memphis. Its basically covered with really cool little shops. I got a voodoo doll and a zombie board game. I thought the voodoo stuff was really interesting. Maybe I’ll start burning incense for good luck or something. I sure as hell need it.