i need to finish to pick my kids up from school. my finish time was latest 2pm before and now its cutting it fine, making me late to get my kids.
i'm still a temp, and dom has said its my responsibility to complete my walk. its my responsibility to sort my mail even though its impossible for me to get to work for the required time.
meaning i'm now stressed... as he wont listen to me when i say i need to collect my kids. he shrugs his shoulders like i'm supposed to know what to do. my hours have gone up too. meaning i'm so tierd and im dreading work now. the day is sooo much longer and sooo much harder.
when i get home i'm dead on my feet, although the p&l reduces fatigue with the trolly... the hours are longer. delivery time is 5 and half hours.
and i'm a shithouse who used to work through my break so i could get home and see to my kids, because the pressure of cutting off, would mean to me that i have failed my walk and a black tick in the box... and being a temp...! with bills to pay... the pressure is ridiculous... i've never known anything like it.