I am literally quivvering with rage right now. Yet again Coles has decided to potentially fuck me over. Seems like every year there's some drama with the management at the store I'm at and suddenly I'm looking at little or no shifts and one time, no job.
This is is somewhat laughable (not really). I got called down to the manager's office today by William, our duty manager (sort of deputy of everything). Will's a cool guy, and our department manager had left for the day so I figured Will was leaving soon and just wanted to ask me to do a few things. I walk in, and there's not only Will but Roger... The regional manager. Roger promptly asks me if I'd been asked to work today, and I told him no, but my shifts are always thursday/saturday unless told otherwise. He asked if I'd looked at the rosters or called in and asked about them, and I told him I hadn't looked at a roster book since I started in this department and didn't even realise we had one- not a single one of our managers had every talked about one.
Roger says something to Will about 'this is part of the problem' and they explain to me that there needs to be some management reorganisation and our department and store manager should be doing rosters each week, and that we need to cut down on hours because we have too many at the moment and we need to cut down on costs. Will then, nicely, asks me if I could finish early today and tells me not to worry this isn't my fault. I asked about Saturday. They said they'd let me know if I was working then...
Frankly, I can't say I'm surprised. I've said it before, but our store manager is a total idiot and is completely useless. We had a guy working full time hours on casual pay for over 6 months, and the reason we seem to have a lot of people working on some days is because half the department spends half their day doing jack shit, and our store manager just lets all this happen.
Argh I am so pissed off right now. The worst thing is that this could possibly blow over and I keep getting the same hours, so I have no idea if I should start looking for another job yet or not. I might just do so anyway, though, but it's a terrible time of the year to do so and I'm a student with limited non-study hours, so it's hard to find work even then.
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Dhalphirdon't you open that trapdooryou're a fool if you dareRegistered Userregular
edited January 2011
Maybe go to the regional manager and explain all of that about why the store has been doing all of these things and show that you at least recognise the problem and hopefully you won't get swept up in the firestorm.
The biggest danger for me is that I'm over 20. That means I get paid considerably more than the under 20s (something like 5-7 dollars more, per hour). That alone would be enough reason for them to lower my hours in paticular.
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HyperBalladA ball of vivid colour and barely contained emotionsSydney. Lost in time and space.Registered Userregular
That sucks anzekay. You should have a look at a tradesman's assistant or a factory hand type job man. Pay is fantastic, hours can be flexible (depends on the type of job you're looking for) and it'll make (more) of a man out of you! I know quite a few guys who did that kind of work while they were studying and they only say good things. You do have to want to work though. Not super crazy stuff but yeah it's physical
Anyone in Melbourne want to see Mos Def at the Hot BBQ tomorrow? I accidentally won tickets yesterday and everyone I know is going to the tennis tomorrow.
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Blake TDo you have enemies then?Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.Registered Userregular
edited January 2011
Auspax: currently at a strip club.
Current occupants. Mysst, Wimble, #pipe, Vivienne and I.
I hope Wimble filled his little swedish hands. None of that silly American strip club shit. In Australia when the going gets tough, the strip club patrons get grabby and the strippers like it. Get to touch as much as you want as long as you don't touch there (in public of course. Backroom is a different story but really who actually wants to touch a stripper there).
AusPAX is nearly over! People started leaving today. Sad goodbyes were said. Sunburn was slapped.
Guys I'm going to try and organise a thing for the 19/20th of feb. It's a while away yet and lots of people are Auspaxing it at the moment, but I just wanted to get a date out there so people can keep their schedule free
Blake maybe we can catch up when you guys get back and work out what we could do for birthday partays? Also I have established my port supply line, I might need some help with that
FishmanPut your goddamned hand in the goddamned Box of Pain.Registered Userregular
edited January 2011
Arrived home safely and successfully stopped my dog from licking me to death before I reached the computer. Those of you still remaining, I bequeath to you whatever remaining alcohol I had (which I think was that bottle of Gray Goose I hardly touched and the Limonchello in the freezer).
Also the Ice cream.
Spent a couple hours on the flight sorting through pictures from the trip and putting something together. I'll put it up in the morning when I've had a chance to sleep and unpack. We all had a great time, and those of you I didn't get to say goodbye to in person, it was great meeting you and playing, watching and beaching together with you. Alcohol and theme parks were just a bonus.
Have fun with the time remaining; make the most of it and don't do anything I wouldn't do without a healthy respect for personal safety.
FishmanPut your goddamned hand in the goddamned Box of Pain.Registered Userregular
edited January 2011
The story of AusPAX...
There was time and place, when, like avian dinosaurs of old or perhaps the village of Wall beyond the lands of faerie, a great gathering of some unclear notoriety happened to occur.
The location was chosen for its beauty and serenity; attendees would need both to cope with the coming excitement. But the place was ready for them; and welcomed them warmly.
The attendees came from all over, from far and wide, following some grand instinct or unrequited desire; the reason for each individuals attendance was not always visible, but there was a thread connecting the travellers; a common bond that would slowly tie them to one another in the coming days.
To begin with, however, the meetings were nervous and edgy, fuelled with that nervous unease of greeting a familiar stranger for the first time.
That would wear off with time, however, and as the clock ticked on people slowly reverted to more casual behaviour.
Before long, lubricated by alcohol and Rock Band, the nervousness wore off and the group began to come together as one, joined by their common behaviours.
As familiarity became friendship, each evening ended in noisy merriment until each attendee slunk off to some quiet place to rest; only to begin the cycle again each morning as the next day started anew.
Before long, familiarity had given way to friendship, and friendship had become like family. Seeing the bonds between them, no one could suspect that they had not known each other forever
Excursions were planned and made, and experiences shared.
Some even choose to commemorate the occasion.
The days passed swiftly, however, and they were all aware that it would be coming to an end all too soon. Before the end though, they elected to travel together, all as one, to the Cape beneath the lighthouse.
Here, at the end of the world, they would gather, and gaze, and commit. One thing they could all do in common, before the end arrived.
A photo was taken then, a photo of all of them, those that came from far and wide, to depict and commemorate the events that occurred under it's auspices. A photo of the end of the world, before they started leaking away in dribs and drabs, returning back from whence they came.
For some, there were still days left; for others, merely hours. Others came and went. But all of them now had something more in common with each other than they had before; all of them had something new to share with each other. The ties that bind them now include the experience of what occurred along that sheltered bay guarded by the lighthouse; a week of revelry and fun, of games and parks, of travel and landscapes.
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I am literally quivvering with rage right now. Yet again Coles has decided to potentially fuck me over. Seems like every year there's some drama with the management at the store I'm at and suddenly I'm looking at little or no shifts and one time, no job.
This is is somewhat laughable (not really). I got called down to the manager's office today by William, our duty manager (sort of deputy of everything). Will's a cool guy, and our department manager had left for the day so I figured Will was leaving soon and just wanted to ask me to do a few things. I walk in, and there's not only Will but Roger... The regional manager. Roger promptly asks me if I'd been asked to work today, and I told him no, but my shifts are always thursday/saturday unless told otherwise. He asked if I'd looked at the rosters or called in and asked about them, and I told him I hadn't looked at a roster book since I started in this department and didn't even realise we had one- not a single one of our managers had every talked about one.
Roger says something to Will about 'this is part of the problem' and they explain to me that there needs to be some management reorganisation and our department and store manager should be doing rosters each week, and that we need to cut down on hours because we have too many at the moment and we need to cut down on costs. Will then, nicely, asks me if I could finish early today and tells me not to worry this isn't my fault. I asked about Saturday. They said they'd let me know if I was working then...
Frankly, I can't say I'm surprised. I've said it before, but our store manager is a total idiot and is completely useless. We had a guy working full time hours on casual pay for over 6 months, and the reason we seem to have a lot of people working on some days is because half the department spends half their day doing jack shit, and our store manager just lets all this happen.
Argh I am so pissed off right now. The worst thing is that this could possibly blow over and I keep getting the same hours, so I have no idea if I should start looking for another job yet or not. I might just do so anyway, though, but it's a terrible time of the year to do so and I'm a student with limited non-study hours, so it's hard to find work even then.
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Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better
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Little bunch of jeeeerks! Stinging meeeeee!
Yeah nasty things those are.
Satans..... hints.....
p.s. you paid for the photo you SUCKERS
THAT'S HOW THEY GET YOU!
Current occupants. Mysst, Wimble, #pipe, Vivienne and I.
Satans..... hints.....
Satans..... hints.....
I had to settle for perving at the really really attractive waitstaff at the Treehouse.
Satans..... hints.....
Wait, that sounds wrong.
or does it?
I am so sad that I couldn't make it
Well at least I got a sweet new Job. 10 times easier than my last and $15000 more.
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And there was a well priced deal!
Satans..... hints.....
AusPAX is nearly over! People started leaving today. Sad goodbyes were said. Sunburn was slapped.
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Blake maybe we can catch up when you guys get back and work out what we could do for birthday partays? Also I have established my port supply line, I might need some help with that
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better
bit.ly/2XQM1ke
Also the Ice cream.
Spent a couple hours on the flight sorting through pictures from the trip and putting something together. I'll put it up in the morning when I've had a chance to sleep and unpack. We all had a great time, and those of you I didn't get to say goodbye to in person, it was great meeting you and playing, watching and beaching together with you. Alcohol and theme parks were just a bonus.
Have fun with the time remaining; make the most of it and don't do anything I wouldn't do without a healthy respect for personal safety.
Satans..... hints.....
We have work to do. (After you put up pictures)
Do you guys have telekinetic powers like in Bioshock?
Wimble, I couldn't wake you up to say goodbye because your door was locked! Sorry dude!
Or rather, the memory of them.
There was time and place, when, like avian dinosaurs of old or perhaps the village of Wall beyond the lands of faerie, a great gathering of some unclear notoriety happened to occur.
The location was chosen for its beauty and serenity; attendees would need both to cope with the coming excitement. But the place was ready for them; and welcomed them warmly.
The attendees came from all over, from far and wide, following some grand instinct or unrequited desire; the reason for each individuals attendance was not always visible, but there was a thread connecting the travellers; a common bond that would slowly tie them to one another in the coming days.
To begin with, however, the meetings were nervous and edgy, fuelled with that nervous unease of greeting a familiar stranger for the first time.
That would wear off with time, however, and as the clock ticked on people slowly reverted to more casual behaviour.
Before long, lubricated by alcohol and Rock Band, the nervousness wore off and the group began to come together as one, joined by their common behaviours.
As familiarity became friendship, each evening ended in noisy merriment until each attendee slunk off to some quiet place to rest; only to begin the cycle again each morning as the next day started anew.
Before long, familiarity had given way to friendship, and friendship had become like family. Seeing the bonds between them, no one could suspect that they had not known each other forever
Excursions were planned and made, and experiences shared.
Some even choose to commemorate the occasion.
The days passed swiftly, however, and they were all aware that it would be coming to an end all too soon. Before the end though, they elected to travel together, all as one, to the Cape beneath the lighthouse.
Here, at the end of the world, they would gather, and gaze, and commit. One thing they could all do in common, before the end arrived.
A photo was taken then, a photo of all of them, those that came from far and wide, to depict and commemorate the events that occurred under it's auspices. A photo of the end of the world, before they started leaking away in dribs and drabs, returning back from whence they came.
For some, there were still days left; for others, merely hours. Others came and went. But all of them now had something more in common with each other than they had before; all of them had something new to share with each other. The ties that bind them now include the experience of what occurred along that sheltered bay guarded by the lighthouse; a week of revelry and fun, of games and parks, of travel and landscapes.
And, I believe, not one of them regretted it.