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07-19-2011 12:18 PM |
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Originally Posted by Phobia
(Post 7756987)
I've had a gal working for me for a while. She wanted a raise so I told her that would be no problem... Then I asked her how much she spent on cigs a week. $40 she says, which is a conservative estimate. I tell her that she takes a lot of smoke breaks - that she could easily earn a raise by quitting smoking. She'd be more efficient and effective on the job. I told her that if she quit smoking that I'd match the $40 she was saving a week for a net $4000 a year raise. Guess how long that lasted.... not one moment. Didn't even try. So, I figure she doesn't really need a raise very bad at all.
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Smoker's entitlement pisses me the **** off. It was always like that in the restaurant industry. Smoker's were constantly going out back to take a smoke break or some shit while all the non-smokers had to keep on working.
As I've gotten older, this has shifted over into the parenting realm. We have a large group of friends, most with kids. Some of the parents still smoke when we get together socially (though they don't want their kids to know). So this group of smokers are constantly sneaking off outside to smoke cigarettes, leaving the rest of us inside to watch their ****ing kids and run cover for them when they kids come asking where their parents are. They'll disappear for 20 minutes at a time.
I flipped the hell out on them the other night. Everyone was at my house. There were about 20 kids running around inside. I'm trying to get dinner ready, and all the other ****ing adults scrammed outside to smoke. On top of that, some dumb twunt (a smoker) started preheating the oven for some shitty casserole she wanted to throw in, not realizing that my pork loin was resting in there, wrapped in foil.
I came barreling out of the house and unloaded with both barrels. "Alright, folks. I'm coooking you dinner already. I'm not babysitting your kids, too. Plus, you almost ****ed up my pork loin, and that's a crime I won't forgive."
For some reason, people were walking on eggshells around me the rest of the night.
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