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I just walked out at my part-time job

First, I'm a 60 year old woman. I used to work at a burger place for $12/hr, 35hrs/wk. I quit 2 months ago to work at an overnight job at a chicken processing plant, $17.50/hr, 40+hours per week. The other day I went in to my old job for a burger, and everyone was telling me how short staffed they were and could use some help. I told them I was free Friday and Saturday nights for a few hours. They were thrilled. I started back tonight. I told everyone that I might be slow because I'd been gone for two months. We got really busy and I asked a coworker to cut me some avocados, and he went off on me. Yelling, telling me that other people had stuff to do and that I could cut avocados, too. This is true. But, I had 15 burger sets in front…


First, I'm a 60 year old woman. I used to work at a burger place for $12/hr, 35hrs/wk. I quit 2 months ago to work at an overnight job at a chicken processing plant, $17.50/hr, 40+hours per week. The other day I went in to my old job for a burger, and everyone was telling me how short staffed they were and could use some help. I told them I was free Friday and Saturday nights for a few hours. They were thrilled. I started back tonight. I told everyone that I might be slow because I'd been gone for two months. We got really busy and I asked a coworker to cut me some avocados, and he went off on me. Yelling, telling me that other people had stuff to do and that I could cut avocados, too. This is true. But, I had 15 burger sets in front of me, and more orders coming in. He is not a manager. I just looked at him and said “Ya know, I don't have to be here. I can leave right now.” He essentially said “good, we'd probably do better without you.” Then he said some other derogatory things to me. A kid working with us told him to calm down. The manager on duty said NOTHING. I was going to get pickles out of the walk-in and he said, “I'll go get your pickles, because you probably can't do that, either.” At that, I thought “fuck it, I'm leaving.” I took my gloves off, told the manager I was leaving. The guy yelling at me was like “I can't believe she's just leaving!” I got halfway to the door, turned around and gave the manager my hat and told him I wouldn't be back. I'm so relieved!

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