Hourless

I hate to keep puting up posts about work, but unfortunately this hasn't been my week. I am really enjoying the whole produce thing, but I wish they would just give me some more hours. I am only working one day next week. Of course then I went to check my schedule foir cashireing, thinking it would make upo for it. It didn't, in fact I wasn't even on the schedule. So once again, I was pretty upset. Come to find out they had basically just forgotten about me. So I am forced to pick up this weeks spare hours, which at the moment amounts to 10. Also I may get more, but that is based on people calling ing and stuff, so much for planning out my week. Why me????? I mean seriously, first I don't get a check, then I don't get any hours. I would like to say some very nesty things, but I will hold my tongue. It won't help any, and once again I realize that people make mistakes. Some more than others. So life at that wopnderful place we call Hannaford goes on. I have decided to try and pick up some extra work somewhere, because I am beginning to think it is impossible for me to work as much as I want, if I rely on them. Whatever maybe it will get better or something will come up.