Sick and tired

I am tired of working.

I am tired of the house being a constant mess because we're too tired to clean.

I am tired of customers practically throwing their orders at me and snottily demanding to know how much it is. Seriously. Don't rattle off five minutes of instructions, "And how much is that?" I'm not a robot. I need a little time to process WHAT the order is before I can tell you HOW MUCH the order is.

I am tired of people complaining about our prices and whining that they need/want/deserve a discount. If you don't like the prices, go somewhere else. We're all about the same price.

I am sick and tired of constantly feeling sick and tired!!

I am tired of only having five people working there.

I am tired of one particular co-worker's attitude of "This doesn't matter, so why should I bother?" In the grand scheme of things, maybe it doesn't matter. But to the customer, who is PAYING for it, it matters. It matters to them, therefore it should matter to us. I am tired of his whinging about how pointless this job it. Because the more he talks that way, the more I feel that way, and the more depressed I get.

I am tired of working zone one and being the Register Bitch. I have had ONE, count it, ONE day of pure production since we got back from AZ a month ago. I've been working midshifts, 11-7, on the register and customer service, since we got back. I'm sick of being pleasant and perky and smiling and "on" all the time. I'm starting to snap. I swear, I'm getting to the point where if I get one more snarky, "How much is that?" before I've had time to process it, I'm going to tell the customer "Fifty-thousand dollars and a new Mercedes."

I am tired of customers bringing in NINE DHL packages for processing twenty minutes before the truck's supposed to arrive.

I am tired of the damn DHL software crashing on every package so I have to process them all twice.

I am tired of a certain customer coming in, pounding on the counter and yelling at me to get his fax, WHILE I'M ASSISTING ANOTHER CUSTOMER, and then griping that it's "too much today." I'm sorry, I'm not the one who sent you a twenty-nine page fax at fifty cents a page!! This customer has ALWAYS been demanding, but it seems that he's getting worse of late.

In fact, it seems that either the customers are getting ruder, or I'm getting touchier. I had one customer today quite literally throwing his sample card at me. Maybe they think it's funny to see the fat girl scramble, I don't know. But for the past week, I've wanted to quit. Just put in my two weeks, and on the last day, totally go off on the customers. If they were rude to me, I'd be rude back to them. I'm just. So. TIRED! And today we were so busy, and so understaffed, that we didn't get lunch breaks. I couldn't complain about it, because Rob was there before I was, and he was still there when I had to leave, because Tim wasn't there yet, and he hadn't gotten a lunch either. But I was so royally pissed when I left. Just so pissed, and so tired of it all.

I will be so glad when Matt gets his Cisco certification and gets a decent job. I will be so glad when that decent job is in Phoenix. I will be so glad when I don't have to deal with the assholes of the world who think that because they're the customer and I'm the Register Bitch, that makes them worth something and me worth less than nothing.

I will be so glad when I no longer have to make posts like this on the verge of crying.