The last four or five weeks, my (23, female) job has been making me a nervous wreck.
I was working at a medical transportation company as well as an adult day care service (they were in the same building) and I loved my job. When I first started in January I loved getting up and going to work. I almost missed work when I was home on the weekends.
We lost a really big brokerage about a month ago. Everyone was stressing out, the owner especially. My supervisors, let’s call them E (41, male) and M (48, male), were supposed to train me in dispatching to make their lives easier.
For the last two months, I’ve been screamed at, cursed at, and I have witness them punching their laptops, the counters they work at, and slamming their phones down on the countertops. They never had the patience to teach me how to dispatch.
The final straw was a new hire. She was hired for billing originally (I have no experience in billing and I never went to college) but after half a day, she was moved into the dispatching office and they were laughing and having a great time in there.
I went in there once before I even knew she was coming in (I did train her the first half of the day but I didn’t even know we hired a new person) and I was told to get the f*** out because it was too stressful for E and M.
The last week I have been panicking coming into work so much that my boyfriend (36, male) had to give me a xanax before and after I got to work and came home. My heart is racing just typing this.
I just needed to get this out somewhere because I invested so much of my life into this company. I worked through having a miscarriage. I still can’t eat because of how anxious I feel.