SATISFYING

I have really bad anxiety and I hate confrontation. I avoid it as much as I can.

One day, a customer threw their food at me yelling that it was wrong. They were known to do this, but the store owner refused to ban them. I had had enough.

Me: “YOU KNOW WHAT?! F*** YOU! F*** YOUR SALAD! EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS WRONG TO YOU! I’M TOO TIRED TO DEAL WITH THIS EVERY FRIDAY DURING LUNCH! LEAVE!”

I was lectured by the store owner.

Me: “Well, thank God tomorrow will more than likely be my last day. You don’t stand up for any of us.”

Then, I clocked out without doing my side work and went home. I quit the next day.