Homeless, Jobless, Times Is Hard

Thanks to Ukrops, I am now almost completely jobless. Hear this:


Yesterday I heard some worrisome news. On separate occasions, Norby and Van each told me that they would be working salad place next week. I don't think much of this immediately, assuming that someone is on vacation next week, but that makes little sense as both of the salad ladies have already taken vac time. As the night reaches about 7, I am flipping a shit. I'm sick to my stomach, and everyone is acting weird around me. I go out on break, and I come back determined to confront the AM about whats going on.


I ask for a minute with her, and she gives me a look. The 'oh shit, dont talk to me' look. I ask her whats going on with salad place, and she responds "in what way?" AS IF SHE DIDN'T KNOW. The answer that I got was that I was being forced back into the front end, which already has no hours because of other kitchen people being moved, because another FT person needed out of kitchen. They're also trying to make me work saturdays in order to keep my job at all, FTW now I don't have a second job.

SO if I hadn't of even dared to ask, I wouldn't have known at all that I was getting removed from my job. What the FUCK are they thinking?

To Do List:
complete driving school so i don't lose my license
complete english work so i don't fail out
complete all other schoolwork
find job
apply for food stamps/medicaid


FTW FTW FTW