"All Work and No Play Makes Johnny a Dull Boy. All Work and..."

I hate my job, I hate my job, I hate my job. I'm not trying to be a "Negative Nathan", but work if pretty damn depressing. I work with shit, deal with shit, and most of all, I get paid shit. Sometimes a few times a day i see people crying. I see people eating alone with there sad faces. I want to leave! I must have filled out a bakers dozen of applications and all I got was "I'm sorry but we aren't excepting applications at this time"... "I'll put it on file".

So, here's the thing, apparently everyone wants to work at the Backroom. They have enough applications on file to fill my bedroom. So, they put every busser on minimum wage. They will never raise the salary because if they quit, they find someone the next day. Therefor, if the entire backroom staff (all 250 of them), are able to quit and the next day, they will have a new staff to replace them. The people that work there never get respect from the "people above". The manager/owner of the backroom, that manages the bussers and the bar, won't let me switch to bar backing. "You need to be 18" is all I hear from him. Here's the funny part, YOUR SON ISN"T 18! AND WHATS HIS JOB AGAIN...BAR BACKING?? I guess you have bad parenting and neglect your first sons birthday every year? I really don't understand the point when you give him the job. Even with me asking first AND giving me a whole talk on how its against the law to be under 18 and handle alchol.

Since I realized I can't become a bar backer anytime soon (that's seeing if I even stay there), I ask for a raise. All I seemed to hear was the BS to come out of his mouth. I work my ass off, I've worked in 3 different departments and can still do any of their jobs. I also been there for a year and a half. I have never gotten a raise, and he tells me..."well min. wage is going up when you turn 17". Excuse me? there is a reason why there are calling is min. wage. There is a reason why its going up. Our economy is in the toilet.

Thank God half the time I know when to keep my mouth shut. I would have been out of a job the first month.

On the good side...the people I work with, and not for...are all understandable. It's like a family. They are all close together. They share stories, host parties, give to weddings, baby showers, ect. I thank God for all of them.