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June 5, 2009, 1:18 am PDT
I don't think this new job is working out
I was working for friends for the last two years helping them get their restaurant off the ground. I found myself more and more taking over the responsibility of running the restaurant. They would stand there with their thumbs in their pockets and watch me work day after day, month after month. I asked for a raise and they said they couldn't afford it. I started to do less and then it never got done. I walked out twice saying that they either start doing more or I would quit. They would do more for a week and then be back at their old ways. So my brother decided to take over a grill in a pub last month and since he knew how frustrated it was were I was working he asked if I would work for him. So I said sure and I gave my notice at the restaurant. I have been there for almost 4 weeks now. It started out great but it is getting worse everyday. I cry all the time. I was only supposed to be working 5 hour shifts because I have four children and hubby works until 6 p.m. That way I could get home shortly after school was out, make dinner, pick up hubby from work etc. But no, it's not working that way at all.
My brother said that since he is still at his old job for the summer, that I will have to work for 2 weeks straight and he would spell me off at the usual time or a little later. Ok I said, not a problem. I would still be getting home before dinner and be able to be there for the kids etc. Well I haven't got off before 7 pm for almost the whole two weeks! Tonight was 8 pm! Our agreement was to split the shifts take as my wage instead of an hourly wage. Which I figured would work out better then minimum wage. Well it hasn't. Some days I have gone home with $2.50 after 7 hours! It is averaging out $10 to $20 a day! I have a car payment and insurance and groceries to pay! Hubby's wage covers the rent and utilities and my pay usually goes for the other stuff. But now, I am barely buying enough to feed everyone! Anyhow, every day in the last two weeks he comes to work grumpy. Things aren't going right at home. His "day" job has him working 15 hours a day - he gets no sleep blah blah blah. I get yelled at for the stupidest things when he gets there. I didn't know how he made a certain sauce and when I asked him when he came in, he screamed at me! I ran out of something one day and I called him on his cell and he didnt get my message and when he came in I told him we were out of it and he blew up! He made me stay while he drove to a store an hour away to get what we needed! I go home in tears everyday. Today I worked 9 hours and he didn't even say sorry he was late or thanks for taking the extra time!!! I mentioned to my father today when he called earlier in the day that I would like to have a day off. My brother had said on Monday he would see about giving me Thursday off but of course, he didn't. So I casualy said to my dad that I would really like a day off soon, I am getting behind on everything at home, the kids are missing me etc. He mentions this to my brother and my brother of course yells at me again! "I hear you want a day off! I told you you would be working two weeks straight! You said you were ok with it! Now you want a day off!" I started to cry again and said to just forget it if everyone was going to fight over it. I didnt give a ^%$# about it! He said no, I could have Sunday off. Then he said, well maybe work part of a day Sunday. Well probably a couple hours...I just shook my head and gathered my stuff up and walked to the door. I said Bye and he ignored me and started slamming stuff around. I am 40 years old. My brothers are ten and eleven years older then me. My whole life they have treated me like I was the annoying little sister. I was never old enough, smart enough or good enough for them. They drilled it into my head that I always got more then they did, I was always spoiled more then they were. I was and always would be the brat and that I would never be as good as them.
I am such a fool to think that maybe by working for my brother I could get a little bit more ahead. I don't know what to do. My friends who I worked for said they can't believe how much they are saving now by not having me to pay and that they are getting all this stuff done with out me. I can't go back there but I can't put up with my brother treating me like dirt. Like I say, I am forty years old! I cant be treated this way! He has a problem with his thyroid and he says he has a short temper because of it. I don't know, I think he just gets his jollys treating me like a piece of dog crap! I honestly have no idea what to do anymore. I cringe everytime I think I hear him pull up at work because even though I spend most of the day there making sure every little thing is right, I know he will find something to yell at me for. This is not a good thing to feel this way. It reminds me of when I was a kid and both brothers would yell at me for something I didn't do right. I go over board trying to please him everyday and he just yells and yells. I know I have to leave the job, I know I honeslty do have to go. But then I feel guilty because I told him I would help him. He has no one else to do it since his wife has a full time job and has already said she wouldn't help there. So I feel so guilty that I talk myself into staying. I don't sleep, I don't eat and I cry all the time. My hubby is mad at me for not telling my brother off. So if I complain to him, he says to just tell my brother I quit - well I can't. I love cooking and have been doing it since I was 13, but I am beginning to hate it now. I get to work and I have a great time and then I know he is coming in and I get nervous and anxious. It's pathetic... I don't really know why I am posting this. I know you all will say to leave the job and all that. But it's so hard becausein my family, thaat would be like treason. I guess I just need to tell someone about my situation. I can't talk to hubby about it, my closest friends are the people I used to work for. My dad just tells my brother everything I say and makes a big deal of it...I guess i just need to tell someone. Thanks for listening.
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