Well I figured that it has already been over a month since the shit went down it is time to sit down here at the box and try and sort out what happened.  Working at Jake's was a wonderful opportunity for me indeed, but things went sour real quick when I was my third check into the place and they still haven't A) Provided me with forty-hours (FULL TIME!) in a single work-week and B) Lied to me about my 'raise' that never seemed to materialize.  I'm down with letting the raise thing slide because it is not too often you hear about getting a raise before you even get your first paycheck.  Then it started with the bullshit from the GM "Next check, it will be on there..." but then when that check came he only wanted to talk about "You were at 38.7 hours this week, that's really close to forty right!?" Then the owner hadn't approved of the raise so it had to be approved first then it will be on the next one.  That never happened but before I had even let that check get to me, I had already told them I was going to be heading out. I was proper about it and gave my notice. I don't even want to think about that week any longer, but suffice to say that I had spoken with Dennis before officially telling them that I was leaving.  I couldn't sacrifice any more of myself for less of this or less or that.  **I just couldn't**. I had more less problematic things going on when I was working seven days a week for Dennis.  Now I'm back there full-time and _fucking struggling_ to keep things near full-time there despite all this time I see that could be filled. I'm so beside myself about the whole thing still.  It was like when I _demoted_ myself at Hardee's right at the end there. I want to stay in a kitchen because that is what I know, but I just feel that after working with Austin, and Vincent at Jake's both of them telling me (even Jason when he said that comment to my Father about me being a blessing) on their own, between myself and them about how I'm one of the hardest working people they know.  I need to keep that going. Whether or not that is in a kitchen or not.  That is a valuable trait dying off with people my age and younger. Extinct once you reach someone like even Mike D's age.  This isn't normal, this is new.  This is to be blamed on gaming, and the widely-available use of broadband internet. And I'm really growing tired of it!