I always said I wanted to try all branches of retail, until I tried gas stations, gas stations can fuck off.
I was expected to work on my first day for 9 hours with a half an hour break.
But that was the least of my problems, I had to keep an eye on a car wash, the filling area, a fire fuel area, put out a giant plant shelf, then I had to go behind tills and figure out how to be a cigarette and vape and lottery and ice cream cone salesman, while keeping an eye on the petrol stand and notoriously convoluted technology with a list of does and don'ts, THEN I had to fill out paperwork in tandem followed by trying to memorize the dessert snacks.
While it may have seemed abrupt of me, I DO NOT work in places where you have to memorise arbitrary food prices. While juggling multiple tasks, I'm a hard worker (despite being anti work, I like money, who doesn't?) but I'm not going to move the world for anyone.
To cut a long story short I quit after 5 hours.
Edit: I'm not sure my story fits the onus of this sub. But I like to think it is on the same wavelength.