Storytime: I left my job
Okay so. Here's. The. Motherfucking. Tea. I've had a margarita, and I realise this post is not going to be professional or educational, or very 'bloggy' but I feel so empowered right now and I think it's going to be such a good follow on from my previous post if anyone else is suffering from either being bullied at work, or feeling stuck in their job or hating their job, or their boss, or anything. (This is my margarita, made by my angel of a boyfriend) As a bit of back story: I work on a zero hour contract, working usually 4-10 on Friday nights, and split shifts on Saturday and Sunday. During the past few weeks, work have been changing my rota and taking Friday evenings off of me, a few times I turned up to work expecting to be working only to be turned away, and other times I'd get a phone call in the week asking me to work on the Friday evening (after originally taking me off of it ???). So last weekend I'd decided to triple check my rota, saw t...