Ever since I moved to VA from MD I have looking for a part-time job with no success. I've been here almost 4 years now. I really need the money and if it weren't for my dear son, I wouldn't make it at all. My S.S. all goes to my rent. (this is a low-income apartment). Well, I finally found one at one of our local food stores, as a "host" and also to be trained cashier so I could go where needed. It sounded perfect. I started last week on a Monday and when I left Thursday I knew I was not going back. Everything from verbal sexual abuse, to a total disorganization of all the upper staff. The right hand didn't know what the left hand was doing. It tossed me around like a boat without an anchor and I had no idea what to expect next. We "worker bees" were left to do the work while the two head Mgrs. were in the back room playing cards. Well, between all this, I left. When I left Thurs., I knew I would not be back Friday. I wrote my supervisor an e-mail that night explaining everything and the reason I left, as I never had don this before, anywhere I worked ... in a dental office, Psychologist office, and a church. And then of course it started in my head "you never do anything right .... you're stupid," words that were used when I was a kid. I visited with my neighbor friend that night and she asked me "why I was so hard on myself ..... you didn't do anything except stand up for yourself." I know that's true, but I still feel like pond scum.
Thanks for listening,
abby