Fast Food Confessional #3

In fast food, or in my experience, it seems the title of manager automatically means you get to stop doing work on the floor when you're needed and do "manager work" in the back. I don't know about today but I am about ready to shoot someone. I have been taking and running my own orders since I got here at 3. I am so fucking done. I do not get paid enough to feel this way.
So, if you ask me to work in the back on food, don't tell me to run an order out, or fill up the ice in the lobby. Also, since I'm not a back person, don't get mad when I make food slowly. Its been months since I worked breakfast in the back. I am so done with Burger King. I am going to find another job after work. I am so freaking sick of being paid $7.35/hr and being expected to do all of this shit. Really? Like really? Wtf? I understand exceptions with this job, but being the manager's personal assistant so they don't have to do any real work is not part of my job description. It isn't. So stop asking me to do every little thing for you! It's alright for you to go smoke a cigarette or two every hour but whenever I ask, I have to wait for you to go first, then we get busy and it's your turn again.
I have lost respect for most of these people. The only ones I like anymore are people who are leaving soon. There is nothing here for me anymore. I am very tired of this job.
Another thing, don't bitch about employees if you do the same thing. All the managers here are stupid. All of them, in their own way. SM doesn't know how to count or spell... or leave grammatically correct messages. N thinks he is the assistant manager when he would never be, they would hire outside of work before they would promote him. S thinks she's untouchable, and she works hard yes. Though, she works hard on the things that should be the GM's duties and not her own. Granted all her shit gets done by the end of her shifts, but that's because I am her like personal servant and I let her walk all over me...and for what? I get nothing out of it.
I think it is time for me to move on, Monday and Tuesday will be spent finding a new job. I really need it. I need to change or I will snap and be out of a job without anything to fall back on.