Title says it all. Since 6am the boss had me be the only person pulling inventory cages from the stockroom to the shop floor and then stock up as fast as possible. She said I had to do this on my own as coworkers were complaining about how long I took. She set a stopwatch to see how fast I was going and every time I finished a cage she made me run to get a new one (dangerous on the shop floor).
Finally I’m at breaking point and tell her if I don’t slow down I will die! Her response: ‘dying on the shop floor is an honourable death… and you’re not worthy of it’.
I am shocked and hurt. Is work supposed to be hell?