I'm just a person working behind the deli at walmart and had one of the worst days of my life. I was already frustrated because I had closed by myself yesterday and AGAIN today because the guy who was supposed to be there used his pto. great. got constantly sir'ed all damn day, even got called brother by a nice guy who didn't want to bother me (sorry for being an asshole, I would've cut the other thing if you said).
Then it hits me, I forgot to take my e. Rush back home during break with a minute to spare to see a guy waiting to get some stuff cut. panic and try to get my hair net on, almost sobbing at this point I ask what I can get him. roast beef and caijin turkey... two of the dirtiest and juiciest cuts we got, perfect. I rush over to grab new gloves and
bite my finger out of frustration. guess this guy (in a shitty makeshift 2024 trump hat) thought this was his opportunity.
he starts screaming about how he doesn't want me to touch his food with my gross glove and pulls out his phone to record me. I take the glove off, he complains the other is dirty. I accidentally grab his turkey with my bare hands and just fucking lose it. I'm crying uncontrollably and just saying over and over "I don't care". I get his stuff, throw it to him and head into the back, proceed to slam my head against a wall until I have a massive bump. He asks for my name, show him my name tag and wish him a wonderful day. "oh you're kicking me out? I own stock you know" is literally what this man said to me.
sucks. have bigger mental breakdown, now this other guy in a walmart vest is preventing me from leaving and is using he/him so fuck me ig.
I hate this, I try so hard to please everyone and end up pissing everyone off instead. I thought I was doing better. I need this job so bad I need out of Texas, I can't save for ffs, moving, college, transition, rent and debt at the same time bruh. I feel like other people have just started their lives and I'm still waiting to take the first step. I hate myself so much.