I walked out of my job last night after only 15 minutes. All it took was signing in to the register and having it malfunction. I just said "fuck this" and left. My manager called me, but I didn't answer. She left a voicemail, and was more concerned with making sure my shifts were covered than with making sure I was okay. Seven months of perfect attendance, coming in early, staying late, coming in on days off, picking up extra tasks, and whatever else they asked of me, and she's more worried about my shifts than about me. Thanks a fucking lot.
I'm tired of this kind of shit. I'm tired of giving everything I've got and getting nothing in return. I'm tired of getting screwed. When I was diagnosed with my heart condition, I told myself things would have to change, but I've just fallen back into the same rut. I have to dig my way out again, but it gets harder every time. I'm physically and emotionally exhausted. I'm so tired, I just don't want to do anything at all.
