Okay, so I used to work at 7-Eleven, It was okay in the beginning, it wasn’t fun scrubbing human shit of the bathroom wall, but I needed the money so I dealt with it.
That was until my boss moved me from one location to another a good half an hour away. It wasn’t to bad a drive but the main reason I had taken the job in the first place was that it was like a minute away from my house, so it was just annoying.
No, the real problem with the new location was the boss and his wife.
The boss was just gruff and angry football dad, but his wife HATED me for some reason. I have literally no idea why.
The new location operated very differently than the one I was trained at, and the boss didn’t bother to train me much, so I wouldn’t do something I wasn’t told to do or do something I was never trained to do incorrectly and she would just go off on me.
One night, she made me stay 45 minutes after my 8 hour shift ended because I hadn’t cleaned something (that I was never told to clean) and the entire time she was talking shit about me to my coworker who had offered to clean the thing for me so I could go home, saying shit like, “this is what she gets for half assing her job,” and, “I don’t know who she thinks she is but she needs to learn there’s consequences.”
Keep two things in mind, one, she wasn’t even on the clock, she just came to take a pic of something for her husband, and two, I wasn’t getting paid for this extra 45 minutes.
After I moved locations my new boss couldn’t figure out how to enter me into the system, so I couldn’t actually clock in or out, I just got paid based on the hours on my schedule.
That is, if I got paid at all. Because I wasn’t in the system, my boss couldn’t send my pay check to my card, so I just wasn’t getting paid. This went on for a little over a month before I asked the boss if I was going to actually get paid any time soon, he just kinda brushed it off and said he’d have everything fixed soon.
A week later, when it still wasn’t fixed, I confronted him about it again. My bank account was starting to run dry and I was kinda sick of working for free. Rather than give me an actual answer about when I would be getting my paychecks, he just took cash out of the register, put it in an envelope, and handed it to me.
I was very confused because, I may not be very knowledgeable about money and shit, but I know that taxes are taken out of your paycheck every week, so I really didn’t understand how this was okay, or if it was even legal.
He also had only given me the money for THAT week. He still owed me more than a month’s worth of money. Keep in mind, at this point I had like $10 in my account.
I him the next day about the money he owed me and he left me on read. I texted him later and he ignored me again. The next day I called him and asked when I would be getting the money and he told me he’d have it by next week.
When next week came and he gave me the envelope, it was $300 dollars short. When I confronted him about it he insisted that he had given me the right amount. I pulled up pics of my schedule, calculated how much I should have gotten, and recounted the cash he had given me, it was missing $300 dollars.
He was clearly more than a little pissed that I was still bothering him, so he told me he’d give me the money the next day, because they didn’t have enough in the store.
To his credit, he did give me the rest of the money the next day.
And to my credit, I never showed up for work there again.