This, is actually a long overdue post I guess. Been wanting to blog again but there's too much lazybones in me. Moreover, I'm not really good at putting my thought into words. I prefer to just process them in my mind and just let it past or keep dwelling on it depending on what the situation is. I mean, you don't want to think of all those negative stuffs and in the end just emo you life away, right?
I guess I crap too much, I'll get into what I wanna pen out today. That is, about work.
Work has been, ups and downs - but more downs recently I guess. See, I actually talked to Jo about my personal development about a month ago. She agreed to it even though my days in Starbucks is numbered. Numbered because if time is not on my side, I'll be called to serve the nation. In this case, it did really came; right after my assessment day. Talk about coincidence.
So I am practically only going to be a manager for two months. A month was used up of training so technically I'm only serving for 1 month. Of course, it's really hard to break this news to Jo but I still do it - I have to do it. And I thought I could live pass my last few weeks in Starbucks peacefully.
I am damn wrong about it. Recently, an incident took place where I actually wounded my partner during shift. The wound was bad, and I mean it. My poor partner actually didn't notice I had a mug of hot water coming towards her, even though it was right within her sight. Bump into my hands and impacted the water to spill over onto her arm. She was in complete agony, but what can I do? Only to apologize profusely.
Her affected arms immediately changed as if it was acid that I spilled onto her. Luckily I had other partners who tended to her while was in a dilemma of thinking what to do next and to dissolve the crowd that was growing like a dragon. You can say that I'm cruel, but I got no choice but to tame the dragon. What do you expect me to do when I'm so "lucky" to be the only one possessing a till?
It seemed forever for the crowd to disperse, but I immediately to the back room to get myself updated of my injured partner situation. I knew I in for more trouble when she told me she wanted to leave first. She was obviously hurt and I could do nothing but to say sorry. She is obviously not okay even though she kept reassuring me that she was. My mind was just so fucked up suddenly.
Just a couple of hours after ending my work, I received a call from Jo. She asked me something that I thought was redundant and ridiculous.
"Did you say sorry to her?"
Wouldn't that be the first thing you should do after you hurt someone?! Why wouldn't I do that? I may not be totally at fault but hey, apologizing should be the priority, no?
I just said yes, I did apologize umpteen times and I even went to great lengths to give my side of the story. However, that wasn't the point.
Here is the reason: She was told by a partner that I showed no concern towards the wounded and I acted nonchalant about it JUST BECAUSE HE/SHE DIDN'T FUCKING SEEN ME DO SO. The moment I heard about this I was really pissed off. Just because he/she didn't get to see if I did really apologize to her doesn't mean I didn't, right!?
Actually, I'm lost of words. I was just blacklisted by partners just because I've made a folly and you didn't see me being repentant with your fucking eyes. Here I am being so remorseful about what happened and I actually get this kind of feedback from my peers. How is this even fair to me?
Until today, I still didn't have the chance to find out who was the one who made such a fallacious remark. I'll confront this person as soon as I know it and I'll make sure he/she get his/her fucking facts right.
Right now, my mind is full of guesses but I'm trying real hard not to jump into a conclusion. I wouldn't wanna be a pot calling a kettle black.
'nough of this shit. FUCK YOU!!
P.S.: I don't know why is this particular partner giving me this cold shoulder and I can't help but to think she is actually the one that got me in the bad light. Whatever it is, I just feel that she lacks the professionalism here. I mean, you shouldn't be throwing your attitude around and especially towards me for no fucking reason. I'm not your slave, even they have human rights. If you are going to continue with such fucked up attitude, please I'd rather you strip off your apron and leave. I don't need a fucking AP partner during my shift.
P.S.S.: I think what I blogged now should be voiced out. Or should I? Since my days are actually numbered in that store.
P.S.S.S.: Note to self, please start to work out now okay? Going in without at least such preparations may just kill me inside. kthxbai.
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