Dear virtual piece of endless blank paper,
My job sucks, and I am glad that I am leaving it in the next couple weeks. They scre over your hours, duct you pay, steal your tips, and you get to fill in for anybody who lies about being sick. I am the "pee-on". How wonderful.
You know these last few months I have just been working in a casual dining place in the city. I haven't seen such a crooked joint in my life. People smoking in the kitchen, people stealing booze and alcohol and inventory. It's rediculous. Being here has pretty such soured my passion for cooking. I don't even feel like cooking at home anymore. I used to love it so much. My last day at work is the 30th because I am going back for my last semester of chef school.
The problem is - I have to pay rent for my apartment. I need to have atleast 700$ per month from some sort of source. Plus enough money to get to school (public transit - TTC) and enough money to eat. During my four months of schooling, I am supposed to get EI, but being as I only have 500 hours, and I need about 650, I cannot get it. Atleast I don't think so...
The only reason why I don't have more than 500 or 550 or so hours is because I switched jobs to come to the city early. I don't know what to do... what if I don't get any support from EI or Skills Development? If I don't, I can't pay for my apartment... therefore, I will have to quit school and pack up and go home. Toronto is just so ******* expensive.
This is absolutely horrible. The government should get off their asses and do some work for their money rather than collecting their pay from OUR paychecks... if they are in such "dire need" of kids to work in red-seal trades, they should do more to help them out... not **** me over because I don't fit the "requirements".
I am almost poor.
Just what the hell am I supposed to do? It's not my fault. I am GOOD with my money. But the expectations that the city holds is rediculous.
I didn't want to be a chef to begin with. When I was little, I wanted to be an artist. I still do. I want to illustrate childrens books or create interesting work. I don't have any extra money for materials!!! I would even love to be a music promoter, but I just have no time, with trying to pay for bills as it is. I have talent as a hands-on artist, but nowhere and nobody to help promote it...
It seems as though you could be the smartest and most talented person in the world, but without money and recognition and the chance to prove yourself... you're fuck-all. You're a nobody.
I hate my job. I hate my life. And I wish I was dead...
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