I worked my first shift as a Customer Service Associate. I've already worked as a cashier and SCO and everyone was hyping me up, so I thought I could do it. Right when my manager left, one of the cashiers wanted to go home early due to a bad back. I told her she could, but that was a bad decision. Wave after wave of people came. I had to deal with assholes who wanted refunds and Lotto. My cashiers were judging me because my bagger was getting carts. We were going to be low on them if he didn't keep up. I feel like I'm being judged on things out of my control. I had a huge mental breakdown at work, because I didn't have room to breathe. Now everyone knows I had one. I don't want to go into work tomorrow. I really hope I die in my sleep.
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