Not another writeup story, promise.
My mental and physical health are taking a huge toll with this job. And today it got worse because of my manager, the one who keeps giving me writeups.
It started with little comments at the start of my double shift today about making sure i don't get another writeup or I get fired. After i told her that I'd been having panic attacks nightly because of being overwhelmed all week. Such a nice way to help, right? Then she told me I had to get an entire overstocked U-Boat out onto the floor within my shift. I got 46 cases out — barely over half the U-Boat. The rest was large boxes of already fully stocked product that I had zero way of getting put out.
Then she got onto me about not using both hands to scan items (i have motor issues in one hand due to multiple injuries, and severe tendinitis in that wrist.) I was told that being disabled is no excuse, another worker is disabled and she told him the same thing. Then, again, two hands for stocking. How am I supposed to do that while holding a box full of stock product?
Then i started having a panic attack on the job, in front of customers, and told her what as happening. I was told I'd be okay if i just focused on work. Yknow, the thing causing the attack.
Then, out of nowhere, her District Manager calls and says he's giving the store an extra 40hrs to give to employees to use as a stock team — ONLY FOR TOMORROW AND SATURDAY — because we don't have one. I was put on tomorrow's nine hour shift starting at 7AM and ending at 4PM and told it is MANDATORY (not from her DM, no, mandatory from her) and i had to do the hours I was given with less than 24hrs notice, on my day off.
I've been having joint issues recently. My knee gave out completely a few days ago. I was told I couldn't leave, was handed a child's cane that didn't eve reach my hip, and was told to push through. The medical issue happened less than half an hour into my shift and I had to hold it together and wipe tears before customer's saw them FOR MY ENTIRE SHIFT until i could go home and try to rest it. I have two very bad knees, and while this was the worst day, its nowhere near the first time this has happened on the job.
I want to put in a two weeks notice tomorrow but my family is treating me like I'd be a scumbag and mooch if I dare to quit. “Ive never quit a job!” “If you can't handle this you could never handle my factory job!” “How do you expect to ever be taken seriously?” I can't do anything with this pressure from both sides. I was already not very mentally healthy when I got the job, but I'm at my breaking point.
I have a very bad feeling about tomorrow. I think I'm at the very last frays of my rope and I don't know how I'll handle it snapping.
Any advice?