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Input: So,  before getting into everything,  there are just a few things that I need to note about my job/situation.

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**1.**   Currently,  I work in the building I live in  -  I'm the person you call if you're locked out of the building at three in the morning or evacuating the building if there's a fire. My usual hours are from 5 PM - 9 AM during the week and I don't have to be awake for all of them.

**2.**   I work with three other girls  (four if you count the building manager but she isn't here during nights and weekends) and for the sake of this story, I'll refer to them as Emily,  Julie,  Clarie and Sarah (Sarah being the manager).  It should also be noted that these girls are all younger than me by about 3 - 4 years,  most of them not being older than 20 years old.

**3.**   Aside from the building manager,  we're all in university (I myself am in the third year but to add onto this,  I'm an international student)

4**.**   We get our work times a month in advance.

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So,  I'm not sure where to even start with this story.  I feel as though this has slowly been building up for months and I'm just at a point now where I'm frustrated as all hell.

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So,  I want to preface things by saying that I really appreciate my job  -  before this year I tried working in a bar to make money (I had worked in bars before) but it was hellish, both the hours and people. This job allows me a lot more flexibility than most other jobs and I can work on my studies while I'm in the office or on shift.

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Now,  take this how you will but,  my work ethic has always been along the lines of  -  unless I'm throwing up or can't move,  I can still go into work.  I'm also the type of person who'll cover another co-worker if they ask (honestly,  I just need the money,  there's no honorable reason for it lol)

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Over the seven months that I've had this job,  I've come to realize that I'm covering the other girls for the stupidest of reasons.  Perhaps I'm the idiot for not asking why I'm covering when they ask but when I find out later why I've covered. I'm pretty fucking annoyed. 

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There have been a few times where Julie asks me to take her night shifts,  only for me to find out the next morning (when she's late for her own day shift) that she was out partying/clubbing/drinking. There have been a few times where Clarie asks me to cover her because she's going into the city or she's going to see a concert and then Sarah.  There have been a fair few times where Sarah has asked me to cover the office (on days she knows I have classes) because she's 'sick'  -  to put it simply,  that's either a hangover or,  a petty little cough that anyone can work through.

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Basically,  I cover for these girls a lot  -  I myself work around the times I'm given,  I'm told whatever days I need off in advance.  For heck sake, I'm even working the Christmas period because they guilted me into doing it,  even though my mum is flying up and I haven't seen her in a year! That ... that's another issue itself though honestly.

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Fast forward to this week,  on Monday I start having pain in the side of my stomach  -  it isn't cramping,  it's something more isolated and it's to a point where no matter what position I'm in.  I'm in pain.  I'm still fine to work my night shifts however since it isn't too much moving and I can stay in my room.  I figure I've just eaten something bad and it'll get better in a few days.

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Wednesday comes around and I get a text from Claire asking me to cover the office on Friday (we originally agreed to split the shift) she says she has classes and meetings until 4 PM and to this.  I say that I'll do the shift and it's fine. That night, however, my stomach pain took a turn for the worse,  I was pretty much in bed crying because it was a constant pain and the following morning,  I text the other girls in the group chat if someone can cover me,  even if it's only half the day.

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Julie doesn't bother replying and Emily says she can't because she has class  -  I know this is bullshit because she's worked Friday's in the office before / we've had half days because she has class in the afternoon.  I've explained that I'm sick,  I'm in a world of pain and at this point,  I've also got a migraine  (another thing I need to talk to the doctors about)  I get no response.

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Later that night,  I head downstairs because I have to collect the building keys  -  I'm on shift for the third night in a row. Sarah is in the office and she kinda makes this comment after I tell her I'm in a lot of pain  'You know you can ring up tomorrow and get an emergency doctor appointment and  ...  oh wait you're working.  Well, don't forget tomorrow you need to do \_\_\_\_'  she starts listing off a few things I need to do in the office   -   which to be honest should be her job.

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I told a friend what has been happening and (he knows the situation better than what I've written) he's basically said to me 'You need to stop covering for these girls since they've basically fucked you over.'   and honestly,  I'm considering it.  Not to mention there have been a few times where I've taken their shifts and they kinda laugh and make comments of  'oh it's not like you have a life.'   to make things better,  on the days I can't cover (being when I have classes)  I get guilted heavily.

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So,  WIBTA if I stopped covering for these girls when they asked?

stopping covering for my co-workers