I'm at my breaking point
My job is nothing but piles of stress with a heaping of overwork and bullshit on top. Of course I'm a middle manager. I feel like I'm constantly shit on from above and shit on from the guests.
This past week has been nothing but a string of disgusting ingrates who think they have the right to scream at me over the most tiniest and trivial of inconveniences. My favorite was the piece of human garbage who called me a f*cking r*tard simply for refusing his late checkout request.... I mean, who raised these people, seriously?
I'm working 50-60 hours a week on salary. I don't get to spend time with my family. I haven't had a vacation in over six years. I don't bother even looking at job postings anymore because there's next to zero chance of landing a decent job with decent pay and the schedule that you need in this market. At this point I feel like my only option to escape this hell is to move in with my in-laws so I least could afford to only work part time... which would be just a different kind of hell, really.
I'm only venting here because at least most of you know how much this job sucks and wears away your mental health. I keep waiting for a miracle solution to present itself but it's pure delusion... anyway. I suppose I could ask for your favorite coping mechanisms? Thanks for listening.