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So I quit the first job I've ever had. I quit yesterday, half way through a shift. I've worked there three years, but yesterday, they finally pushed a little too far. They had me in someone's trunk on the way to where we would be doing our off premises. They had me there at 6:30am, and I quit at about 3pm. The rest of the servers didn't get out til 6:30pm.
I was degraded and screamed at all day, in front of customers and it was ridiculously exhausting, both mentally and physically. Especially since my knees cramped up while i was in the trunk.
I got home and just started bawling like a baby. Then I passed out at seven and slept til the next day at around 11. So a good, 16 hours. Woke up today and my body still hurt. My feelings to but whatever.
I mean, I know I'm heavy set, but you could be A little nicer about it. Or thinking of a nicer way to ask me to quicken my pace, instead of calling me fat, slow and stupid continuously throughout the day. Fuck them though. I'm past that, I don't get paid enough for people to talk down to me, or rip me out in front of fifty customers for no other reason than the person yelling is fucking lazy.
I was degraded and screamed at all day, in front of customers and it was ridiculously exhausting, both mentally and physically. Especially since my knees cramped up while i was in the trunk.
I got home and just started bawling like a baby. Then I passed out at seven and slept til the next day at around 11. So a good, 16 hours. Woke up today and my body still hurt. My feelings to but whatever.
I mean, I know I'm heavy set, but you could be A little nicer about it. Or thinking of a nicer way to ask me to quicken my pace, instead of calling me fat, slow and stupid continuously throughout the day. Fuck them though. I'm past that, I don't get paid enough for people to talk down to me, or rip me out in front of fifty customers for no other reason than the person yelling is fucking lazy.