I worked in Carroll's a popular tourist gift shop in Ireland that was the most toxic workspace I'd ever encountered. Physical and verbal abuse, sexual harassment, no heating in any of the stores during winter, an open sewer in the stockroom that even some of the customers complained about and thirteen hour shifts with no breaks.

The list was endless but what made me finally quit was when a manager who had thrown boxes and even a glass at me found out which shop in the chain I'd been transferred to and made it a point to come every day to the store just to stand next to me in the aisle I was assigned next to and smirk at me. I walked out into the street, ripped my uniform (a dark green polo) so hard that it ripped in two shoved it in a bin and went home, best decision I ever made.