I got more. See right now, a lot of my co-workers are going back to school. And because of this, we just went from short-staffed to something I call "Code Sacre Bleu!". Not to mention we had a couple of people leave, another couple fired, and only two hired on since. So with me out of school temporarily and the Gas Bar needing workers, I get bumped up from casual shifts (part time) to a guaranteed 40 hours a week with unspoken almost guaranteed overtime, which is pay and a half.
I love having nothing better to do with my time.
Now I told you how understaffed we are, right? That's because there's a job boon in Alberta. People are grabbing higher paying jobs left and right, leaving the service industry practically empty, not to mention kids going back to school. So in lieu of this, we're switching from 2 Full Service islands and 1 self Service island to 1 Full Service island and 2 self service islands (there are 4 pumps per island). Which means not only are we going to be properly staffed for once, there's going to be a weeklong transitionary phase. We, as the pump attendants, get to sit there and look at the new self serve pumps.
"Sorry, we don't serve gas at self serve. You will need to do it yourself or pull into full serve."
And when you work in the service industry, no matter what you do, you fantisize about refusing service to customers. It's just human nature. It's sick, deranged, and I love it.
This is the best part of all. After I got back from my vacation, my manager immediately told me that I was to go in for cash training. See, one of the guys to leave was a cashier. And in his infinite wisdom, the manager decided that I, with no actual cash experience before hand, should be the one to take it on. But I don't mind. See, working cash isn't the same as being a Gas Bar Attendant. There are different responsibilities, different tasks, and best of all, different pay. I will be making +$11/hour, where as a gas attendant I'd be making around three dollars less.
And I'll always be guaranteed work seeing as there's only a few cashiers as it is. Not to mention it looks exquisite on a resume. Especially when you want to work for Ken Borek or WestJet (Google 'em). Because I certainly ain't gonna be working at a gas station for a year, let alone for the rest of my life. ESPECIALLY under a union like theirs. Or as I like to call it, the legal Mafia.
So yeah, I'm really looking forward to this month, work wise. It's gonna be bearable and it'll help pay for my second year college tuition come January. But as a result, you won't see me much on BZP. My staff duties will take up most of my time here, which means I'll have less time for this blog o' mine. Solution? I'll be posting random song lyrics from songs that either mean a lot to me or that you've never heard of.