Did I mention that this is to accomodate a brand new trainee that's moving right into my normal weekend afternoon spot on her first week? The spot I've only been working for I dunno the last...almost FIVE YEARS.
Whenever it happens, I'm made to look like a poor team player somehow, as if this sort of inconvenience is somehow spread around even the LEAST bit evenly.
"No one is promised a set schedule here"
"Anyone should be able to work any shift"
And yet SOME folks get schedules like fucking clockwork and never have to take one for the team, and others....ROUTINELY get whatever's left over.
Maybe I should just quit and get rehired.
Maybe then I'd get the luxury of choosing my own schedule or calling off whenever I want. Hell, MAYBE then I could get a holiday off at least once in a year.
I mean what is that even like? Because I can count on one hand the amount that I've had off in the last five years. AND I only need one finger to count the times I've called off in the same amount of time.
But I don't have enough appendages to count the amount of times I've come in for someone who needed it (last minute or not), been asked to pull a double, worked three different shifts in a week, or lost my only shred of work stability to a brand new person who usually can't even handle the spot in which I normally work. So I get to follow the newbie and pick up all their slack knowing that if I had worked it I would've gotten everything done. >_<
I'm so sick of eating bullshit leftovers that I feel I'd rather starve at this point.