You're fired!

I'm not sure if I was fired or laid off but I was working at a Subway when they changed owners. After a month of working there, the new owner told me she was "going to take [me] off the schedule temporarily" and some other BS of that nature. I got a job a week later at a different Subway and a month later, I noticed she had new employees. I almost started in with her about "when I was going to be let back on the schedule."

Jam it back in, in the dark.

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My god, that sounds so much like the McDonalds I use to work for before I had a mental breakdown mid-shift and walked out crying. I recall the 5 or so managers each had their own notion of what was right and wrong. I'd get yelled at for pulling fries in the wrong order or doing something a certain way. I never reported them to any authorities (although my mom did call on my behalf to snitch on them for not having hot water for a WEEK).

The day I quit was fairly normal, I'd get scolded for something stupid and I'd cry a bit (I cry easily, sue me). I was trying to calm myself but I couldnt take it. In the lobby, in front of 10+ people, I accused the managers and my coworkers of treating me less than the customers ("If I wasnt wearing this uniform, you'd be asking me what's wrong and comforting me!" "[Koneko], Stop talking." "WHY?! WHY SHOULD I?! Just give me my meal and I'll go in back and stop embarrassing you!") As I ate my meal on my break, a good 10 minutes passed and I realized... I wasnt being yelled at or consoled... They were going to ignore me in hopes I would just buck up and go back to work like I always did the past. I called my then-fiance and told him I wanted to quit. We agreed we could manage.

I went back to work as normal, waiting for my husband and when he called to say he was in the lobby, I went up to a manager and told her I quit and I "couldnt do this any more". She looked perplexed and asked "Do you need a break?" (NO I dont want a break, I want to go home, I quit. I dont want to do this any more!). After that, I grabbed my belongings, walked up to a third manager and gave her my head said and apologized as I walked out.

The next day, I returned with my uniform cleaned, folded and in a bag with a letter of resignation. Only months later did I learn that, until I gave them that letter and my uniform, they thought I was just having "another fit".

Course, I haven't had much luck with jobs since that one... The bakery I worked for a month later nearly fired me after 6 months of service. I saw my hours dwindle and I had recalled a girl being let go by a similar tactic... Plus, the new girl told me she overheard the manager speak of my imiment termination. I quit probably a week before I was to be fired (I had been scheduled for 1 day). The job after that was the one mentioned in my first post).

There's nowhere I can't reach.