The quiet mouse

I’ve always been a quiet laid back kind of girl. Unfortunately that has led me to people who walk all over me. From family to friends and even coworkers.

It doesn’t help that I have anxiety and depression.

I also have two beautiful kids. I’m so glad that I am their mom. They have brought out the mama bear in me. I don’t know if that is good or bad.

I may have been a head cashier that basically ran the store I worked at. I knew how to do everything but a few things. I did way too much for the company. One of the things that really bothered me was that the assistant manager didn’t know the tax exempt policy. It also took her multiple times of me telling her how to do a return properly. She had been there 3 years and still didn’t know company policies. Oh and the head manager didn’t know where the buttons were on the register. How do you get to be a manager and not know how to run the register and know where the buttons are?

The things I saw and heard wore on my mental health. I just couldn’t do it anymore. Here’s some examples.

Product brought in that was clearly musty. We had to still clean the product and put it out. You could smell the mustiness from the other aisles

Management not believing us that that musty product was making us sick. We wore 🧤 ves and masks when we handled it. Our faces would break out, our skin would itch and turn red from it.

The assistant manager would meltdown and have a tantrum in the floor when things didn’t go her way. Like literally yellow and scream and cuss.

The assistant manager acknowledged that she said micro aggressions to my face and said she wouldn’t say them again. Hours later she said them again.

Upper management refused to take action and enact consequences for things that should have been handled quickly.

Yep I quit.