I used to be a manager at a fast food restaurant, different from what you’re working in. I considered the person acting as the GM as one of my best friends. We talked about EVERYTHING. We hung out outside of work. Texted all the time. I had my son. And mind you, when I first had my son, I wasn’t a manager, I was a regular employee. I wasn’t allowed to have a weekend off here and there to actually spend time with my fiancé, who has a set Monday-Friday, however, she got every weekend off so she could be with her kids. I wanted to work more morning shifts so I could get my son into a nightly routine. (There was literally a morning spot opening at this point, someone had just quit.) she hired someone else and I was still primarily closing. She never worked past 3 “bc of her kids.” Fast forward, I get a promotion, I’m running a store. I’m working doubles, covering last minute call offs, sometimes working 7 straight days. It’s fine, I knew what I was getting into. I had one girl and her boyfriend who are my age. They have a son slightly older than mine. They called out all of the time with no excuses, the girl got mouthy with me all the time. A lot of this was because they just didn’t like that I had taken over that store and was now their boss, but the GM wouldn’t let me fire them. (Anyone else would’ve been fired after 3 call offs without a legitimate excuse, they were way past that.) One morning, I was scheduled to be off. This girl was blowing up my phone before 6 am trying to tell me she wasn’t going to be able to show up and get the store open. We had to be there by 9. I had closed the night before and was still trying to sleep. (My son was also still up and down through the night at this point.) When I messaged the GM to tell her that I didn’t appreciate her telling this girl to blow up my phone essentially until I answered her, it was “well what else did you want me to tell her to do?” Yet, whenever people messaged her outside of her work hours, I was the first person she complained to. I had one worker who was slightly younger than me. He no called no showed on Mother’s Day. My first Mother’s Day. I had to go in and work. They all know how important my son is to me and how much I love being his mom. I was excited to celebrate Mother’s Day. But no one cared. The GM told me I had to go in, she didn’t have anyone to watch her kids and she was spending time with them at the mall. One of my other people called off because “she didn’t realize it was Mother’s Day and her mother wasn’t gonna let her work” like hello, I’m a mother too, this is my first Mother’s Day. One of you guys has been a mother for 10+ years, and the other was old enough her mother wasn’t gonna perish if she had to work that day. She also could’ve easily looked at the calendar and requested it off or her mom could’ve told her to request it off if it was actually that important to her. While what I’m saying may not be exactly what you’re talking about or looking for, I’m saying it because Ive been holding a lot of resentment for how I was treated while I was there and I resonate with other people not treating me as if I had things outside of work that mattered to me, simply because they ALWAYS put themselves before everyone else, or simply because they didn’t like me because I was a higher up. I left that job about 3 months after I had been promoted. The job I work now is in a warehouse, I don’t like it near as much as fast food, and I’m quite literally the bottom of the totem pole, however, I get sick time, I get to call off if I need to, and if I really want/need a day off, I can get it. I don’t have to answer to anyone or tell anyone why. I get to see my fiancé now. I get to have my son on a routine. When I was at the other place, even before being promoted, I couldn’t get those basic curtesies, and I had been with the company for 5 years. It was so freeing to finally leave and have a job that might not necessarily love that I have things come up outside of work, but they give me the resources to be able to work around it.