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I think it's normal to have a period of time, at least once a year, where you hate your job and want to quit. Hey now, that was my past week. The store manager went on her vacation, leaving me with a few one on one shifts with the assistant store manager. The one that called me lazy and said that I should be fired at the first meeting she attended with other managers. To be fair, she didn't single me out, it was a broad statement meant for all of the part timers at the time. I'm just the only one left from that time.

Knowing that, it makes it hard for me to not feel like she has it out for me. Well anyway, I don't really want to go into ticking off every little slight she's thrown in my direction, just what she did today.

I was wearing a size too small shoes because they were the only thing I had with closed toes besides my boots right now. I was also in pain, and even though I had already taken pain reliever, it still left me feeling uncomfortable. Well, I had already been there for two hours, and she told me to go sensor some bras. It was only an armful, so I took them to the chair and grabbed the bucket of sensors. We only had one customer in the store at the time, I thought it would be okay for a few minutes. It only lasted maybe 3.

She came up to the register for one reason, but stayed up there for something else. I knew what she was going to say, but I was hoping she wouldn't. I forget her exact words, but they were pretty much, 'You need to get up.' I looked up at her, and I felt like I could've cried. 'I just needed a little break,' I said, and she shook her head at me, so I stood and came to the counter with my bucket of sensors and the bra in my hand. I couldn't even stay there, so I popped the sensor in it, slid it back into the plastic, picked up the ones I had finished sensoring, and put them out before running to the bathroom.

I'm embarrassed to say that I did cry, my face was turning red at the counter and I felt the tears coming before I got off the sales floor. It really did hurt my feelings that she couldn't let me be for a few minutes. And because the other girl who was supposed to work tomorrow can't because of a 'conflicting schedule' with her other job, I have to work with her again tomorrow, all by myself, for the day. The next time I work with the store manager, I am going to ask her if you still get a fifteen minute, on the clock, break for that shift.