My fabulous, well maybe not so much so, employer, came up with the worst idea ever today.
Lucky for me I am done tomorrow because I suspect this is some sort of revenge against me for quiting.
He shows up with a tin of paint thinner and asks me, since I must have extra time working such a long shift, to use this paint thinner to clean the plastic table clothes in the dinning room.
These are my complaints:
I have nothing to keep me safe from this paint thinner and we all know the stuff is a little dangerous. Imagine how my hands would be after? No gloves?
I have heard that paint thinner could burn wholes in plastic. The problems that causes is that not only have I wrecked the plastic cover, but most likely the wood table underneath as well. And imagine the fumes....
I mentioned my concerns to this employer (lets just call him Hjalti) and he told me to not use too much then.
Sometimes I just want to say, 'Could we pretend I am a real person here, for one moment? Would you ask someone in your family to do this?'