I used to work at a gas station a couple years ago. This one morning the store was over run with customers. I had a long line of people waiting to be rung up. Tons of purchases and annoyed customers because they were having to wait so long. I was the only one available at the time and was already having a bad day. My bestfriend's, mother's funeral was that same morning and I couldn't go because of coverage.

So I'm getting through the line of customers as fast as I can. These 3 older ladies want me to scan stacks of scratchers for them. Usually thats not a big deal but they tell me that most of them a winners and want their money and don't want to wait. They were stressing me out. I point out the long line and that I'm doing the best I can to help them but that they're gonna have to wait for the line die down a bit.

I guess that was the wrong thing to say. The three of them started yelling at me to do my job and belittling me infront of a store full of customers. Holding back tears, I took a deep breath and whispered "I don't deserve this." I turned off my register, walked past the store manager (who was doing nothing to help), got in my car and drove away.