Funny Math

There are three student managers at work. I am one of them. I asked to have my hours cut during the school week at the beginning of the semester. During Thanksgiving, I gave up two of my shifts because the other two managers wanted more hours. Both of them are anxious to make some extra green to offset their current car issues and looming holiday expenses.

My car has no current issues (knock wood) and my Christmas shopping is largely finished. I also have enough saved to pay for the next two months' expenses. So I'm not hurting for the cash right now.

My boss knows I don't need the money, because I told him so when explaining why I was letting the other girls work my shifts and spending almost a week in Des Moines. My boss also knows the other girls need the money, because they told him so when begging for extra hours over the break.

So last week (during the break) he made the new schedule for the extended holiday hours. Both of the other girls lost some weekday hours. Neither is happy about it. I gained almost 4 weekday hours. I am not happy about it. I don't mind working, but these are the two weeks before finals, and if I was shaving hours down before so I could get my studying done, well...you do the math.

I choose to believe my boss is not retarded (because he's a great guy), and that this scheduling issue is just because I am such a valuable employee. Yeah, that's the ticket.

Posted by Jenelle at November 26, 2006 11:32 AM | TrackBack