I recently picked up a second job in hospitality (my first ever role in the sector) and 3 weeks in I’m quitting. A combination of poor training, poor treatment from staff and customers and exhaustion. From the get go I was thrown in with no help, no breaks. I was never even introduced to who my supervisors are. Alongside this, my feet and ankles hurt so badly after my shifts that I can’t walk for a few days afterwards.
So I spoke with my husband this evening and I’m quitting, no notice as is my right set out in my contract. I already have a main job that covers the bills, this was just to help us thrive, not just survive. And I’m trying so hard to not feel guilty that this company, who have not and would not do me a single favour, will be inconvenienced by me. I’m trying to not feel like I owe them anything when I’m just a part of the high turnover they have. I’m trying to stop myself from convincing myself that it’s okay if I don’t have breaks, it’s okay if I’m spoken to like shit, that’s just the nature of the work. No it’s not okay, and yes I deserve better than to work a moment more than I have to. I’m trying to remember how sad I feel that I don’t see my son after a long day, or the time I do have with my son is tainted by exhaustion because I’ve left 2 hours after closing time the night before and I have nothing left for my rambunctious toddler.
This subreddit and all the posts within goes a long way to helping me combat this guilt, to feel empowered to put myself first against a franchise that won’t even remember my name by next week.