Plain & simple, old fashioned, venting...

My job, drives me insane.  Surprise!

There are so many aspects about my job that drive me crazy I made a mental list on my way home.  I'm changing it from a mental list to a blog list.. and without any further ado... 

Many Reason's why I hate my job!...

•  It's at the airport.  I fucking hate working at the airport!!  The only good thing about working at the airport is the fact that the Terrorist works there and that doesn't really matter because we don't work the same hours.
• My 19 year old "supervisor" who has basically no food service experience makes $.75 more an hour than I do.  Now, don't get me wrong, I think she's a great kid and has learned a lot but $.75/hr?!  Come on!  I have to wait until I reach 60 days before they'll give me a raise!
• I work for a company that lets people no call/no show 3 times and doesn't fire them!!  What kind of message does that send to the rest of us?! 
• I'm almost a decade older than a lot of my coworkers.
• I have a coworker who is quite young and though she's one hell of a hard worker (when she wants to be) and a great kid she is in fact just a KID and that makes me want to punch her at times.
• People who come through the line and flash $100 bills in there wallet and can't even throw us a dollar.  Come on people!  Tip better.  Consider it your way of helping to stimulate the economy!!
• >>People who>< when receiving $.65 change will pick out the dime and nickle and throw that in the tip jar.   If our cheery disposition, smiling faces and speedy service don't inspire you too throw a little more in the tip jar then think of the failing economy... do it for your country for Christ Sake!!
• Though this one isn't exactly common place, it happened tonight and it pissed me off... At closing I kill the main lights and when I get a moment I go out and rearrange the aisle divider things.  Tonight, I was moving the dividers and I heard a lady say something like "quick before she locks us out..." or something like that.  Then some lady and a guy ran by me and got into line.  They didn't ask if they could they just went.  That is wrong.  Then, because they got in line a few others did too and it took fucking forever to get out of there. 
• I have to get to the parking lot 20-25 minutes before I'm scheduled to be at a shift in order to catch the shuttle in and be at work on time

 All of these mixed with little irritating things such as the POS Clock (Time-clock) being 5-7 minutes fast make me really hate my job. 

That's all.