Tax the rich.
Yesterday we had a bonding retreat for work. Mandatory. I mentioned something work related to relate to someone’s discussion. A manager for our company who I’ve spoken to a handful of times max grabs me by my wrist, pulls me two rooms over, and points to some poster they had made saying we can’t talk about work or anything related to work. I’m super salty, idk how to address it. Oh, and by the way, I’m autistic. Not that you have a right to grab anyone like that, but especially not me.
I (f28) have worked for the same company since I was 19 years old. I've given my all to this company and have worked my way up from the trenches to a “general manager” position and make decent money for what I do compared to other jobs in my area. I had intended to stay at least until the end of the year, but due to other circumstances, I'm leaving. My husband and I learned I was pregnant, and I ended up miscarrying our child at almost two months pregnant. Then i was back at work two days later because we are “short staffed” or have a standard to uphold in the store. I feel like this job has a large part in that happening, so I'm out. I put my two weeks in last week and I have never felt more happier in the almost 10 years I've been…