|Take the food and get out.|
They were fine my first semester with them, I was taking all online classes so my availability was wide open, I worked a ton made decent money, and for the most part the managers were nice. But then I started taking classes in the actual school again and that is when they started getting bitchy, blatantly disregarding my schedule and having me find a replacement when I couldn't work because I was in class. I gave them a months notice to change when I worked each time, so I wasn't being unreasonable. Now I've transferred schools and am trying to get more involved, buff up my resume perhaps spend some time studying abroad, you know normal end, of university stuff. So my schedule got a bit tighter, and I told them I cannot work Tuesdays (three classes plus an acapella group) Again plenty of notice, everything should be fine.. Pah...
|Yes I AM that dorky|
Fast forward to this past Tuesday where rehearsal is just starting, I feel my phone vibrate and I ignore it, I was a bit busy at the time. When I get out I see that I have a message, from who else Panera, telling me that its o'clock (actually it six a few hours had passed) and that they hoped that I was on my way because I was late. Which is, complete bull crap, I wasn't on the schedule for that day, and four is way before my availability for Tuesday was before I joined the club. I was just so sick of their crap I didn't even bother to call them back, and they didn't call again.
So as for me being a no-call no-show I'm pretty sure at the very least I will be written up, or fired. And sadly enough, I'm kind of hoping for the later, I swear I am just that sick of that place. So here is to hoping they go Donald Trump on my ass.