I just started a new job at a retail store that I previously worked at a couple of years ago. I was in management at two separate locations before I left to do an internship and decided to come back but to a different location after my last job left me in a very bad place mentally and I've been trying to recover for over a year now. I'm in my second week currently. Spent last week training under my former manager from the last location I worked at and it was smooth sailing. Halfway through the week I get an email to all the managers of the new store I'm going to from DM asking why there are so many boxes of shipment piled in the store room. This is a boutique type clothing store so 78 boxes in the back is an insane amount of shipment to not have been unpacked. Apparently they also had weeks of trash sitting as well. I get through the rest of my week at the other store just fine. This Tuesday I started at the new store and it is…unreal. I would like to state I know how to do my job. I am new to some things but most I'm very comfortable with. My first day was anxiety inducing but fine. I stayed an hour late to unpack shipment. I did the same the day after but that day was worse. I had a panic attack in my car on the way there. They have to send nightly emails about the most minuscule things because the DM doesn't trust their staff in this location. One email about any price matching we did over the day, one about credit cards gotten, and another about sales and how much shipment was unpacked. Go backs pile up behind the register all day. There is no amount of organization for anything. The amount of shipment in the back will not fit on the racks we have on the sales floor. I had to clean another grown woman that I don't know's period blood off of the floor and toilet seat of the fucking employee bathroom.
Now I'm laying in bed all day before I go to work and am considering calling out because I feel like I took on too much. I'm being held responsible for fuck ups I wasn't even around to make, and I'm falling back into my depression pit to do it. I just want to lay in bed and cry even thinking about it. No other store I've worked at EVER has been this bad. I'm already applying to other jobs or considering taking a demotion to go work back at my home location. Retail sucks so fucking bad oh my god.