I am putting this forward more to ask how I might employ a task to combat what I consider just utter and complete bitchiness.
My 'true love' has been recently employed at a 24/7 roadside stop. It's 'night shifts' and she caters for 'truckies' and those who travel the lonely highway looking for a rest spot and feed. She cooks and provides meals.
'Truey' is well experienced having been the manager of 'fast food' restaurants for some years and employed by me to provide meals for prisoners as well as clean those occupied cells after they prisoners have been transferred to the court for justice. Also this 'true angel' has followed me around with children and encompassed herself with immediate employment including lifeguarding at recreational parks.
I could go on but she's my best mate.
To the point. At this roadside restaurant her boss or 'stupervisor' advises her that she should, advise this (her) supervisor/manager of intending requests for a day off or shift change.
True love asked for one 'rostered' day off to watch an Australian game of Rugby League. i.e. 'State of Origin' She has been a fan of this since her younger childhood. She did this weeks in advance.
Sorry to bore you if I am but this game is like the 'world series' to us and we enjoy travelling to our country mates locations to actively partake of a nights entertainment. Happens 3 times per year. 'Best out of 3'.
So 'Truey' organises with her boss to have that evening off (weeks in advance) to watch the game and enjoy a night with our mates where it was our turn to provide the food and eats (nibblies).
'Sure' says the boss. 'Thanks for letting me know in advance'.
So, all is organised.
To coin an Aussie phrase - "Yeah/Nah"
This game kicks off at 8pm. Goes for 40 minutes a side then another 40 minutes after half time. So about 2 hours.
Boss says, 'I rostered you to start at 10pm so you can watch the game and enjoy yourself'
If you say 'Wait! What!' in American terms, it's like Yeah/nah' here in Australia.
Do the math from here. My lovely 'true love' needs 1 hour (at least) to get to work. Dodges kangaroos an all. Before a shift from 10pm to 6am she needs to have a sleep.. So she is sleeping as I type this. Not watching the game myself. Who gives an eff. My lady is supporting our lifestyle sleeping while her boss is thinking "i've done the right thing'.
Working for a living, a paying job is a job, but knowing my wife's boss, this is simply being a bitch and she thinks "I own you'.
This is simply a 'bitch act' and not noble at all.
The boss is smart enough to play games with peoples lives.
I despise people like this.
My wife always smiles and helps out where ever she can. This better not happen on Christmas day.
Sick of bitchy hormonal people. Mess with my 'true love' then regardless of her saying, 'Let it go." I'll figure a way to 'FU too dirt bag bitch'.
