I worked a part-time restaurant gig four nights a week to top off my regular full-timer. I did dishes, bussing, cleaning, basic maintenance, simple food prep, bar stuff, dessert plating, whateva. I also worked 12 hours on many of these days and it was often most convenient to order something to go from this place and eat it at home at like midnight once my workday was done lol.
I recently ordered a slice of cheese cake to go.
I was finishing closing the kitchen and had the cheesecake out, preparing to slice it.
My boss walked in and accused me of eating the cheesecake right then and there, while working, off of the pan it was baked on. It became a bit of a scene and she began back pedaling after I explained to her several times that I was very certainly was not just chunking off pieces of cheesecake to help myself to as I worked. I'm in recovery from an eating disorder and that just made the situation feel so much more shameful. And the fact that she doesn't trust me in the slightest, except to do the most disgusting jobs she needs done, for less than the pay she advertise.
I finished up my shift and I quit.
Feels relieving. Confident in my choice for the first time in a good while.
Just posting because the situation really threw my mental health for a loop — old eating disorder thoughts rushing in, I felt like a child — and I need to remind myself it's all chill and I did the right thing for me. 🙂
edits for grammar, on mobile