LeDiskoLove99
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So I started the first day at my first job at Toys R Us and I was feeling nervous but hoping for the best, I told myself I was ready for this, I had worked on getting myself more social, I had talked myself into a great state of mind, but as soon as I got there I felt dread. I was terrified because I was surrounded by so many people, and I knew that I would be under pressure. I work overnight doing stock, unloading truck, putting stuff away and whatnot. And that shift just happened to be a 6am to 9am extra shift I picked up to look good with my managers.
I was out of my element definitely, they have lockers for employees to store their things and I could not get mine open for anything, well if that didn't make me feel like I was back in high school I don't know what would, and that didn't help me at all. So I get myself ready and I go to where the manager is telling us what our tasks for the morning are and he starts training me. It is at this point that I should point out that at a young age I was diagnosed (is that the right word) with generalized learning disability, basically I just learn at a slower rate than your average person, it takes me a long, long time to process things and simple things can confuse me. I know personally that I'm not stupid, but sometimes people mistake me for being an idiot because maybe I don't learn or pick up things as fast as they think I should. I also have ADD, and I am not on medication. So I knew the whole training process would be hard, I didn't imagine it would be a nightmare.
So he told me what needed to be done and how to do it as fast as possible and left me on my own to do it, which he wasn't supposed to, we were supposed to have buddies for the whole time, I was never supposed to be alone. Which would've made this whole process so much easier. Granted I will say the other employees were super friendly and offered to help me out some, but they had their own work to do. Anyway I got confused a lot and asked a lot of questions, he came to check up on me occasionally, that's the time I took to ask questions, i was afraid to search for him in fear that he would think I was slacking off and not trying.
Needless to say I was SLOW, I worked so hard at putting things away at a quick pace but it just wasn't working out that way. And it may sound easy to simply put things away but when you have a store that huge it's just confusing. So I'm rushing to get done in a decent amount of time and I'm noticing that I'm the slowest one and I felt embarrassed and I felt stupid for asking so many questions, I basically walked around with my head down the whole time trying not to cry, it was all so overwhelming. Towards the end of my shift I had just given up, I didn't even properly do the work after that, I was tired, confused, scared and embarrassed. And I don't think my manager likes me too much. And that's not me being sensitive, anyone could see he was annoyed with me.
So as I was moving clothing racks back to the back room, I got stopped by a customer ( I had worked later into my shift than expected and customers had started coming in) and she asked me about where some items were on a registry she had. Well I didn't even think to tell her I had no idea that this was my first day, I wanted to prove to myself I could help the customers. So I tried helping her, tried pointing her in the right direction as best as I could and her response was "So basically you don't know." it wasn't what she said but in the annoyed way she said it. She was clearly very angry at me for wasting her time. And I said in my most professional and friendly voice possible "Well, no but I can find someone to help you who does if you'd like." She didn't even respond she just ignored me and walked away complaining about me to the woman she was with. At that point I'd had it. I took the racks to the back room and left. It was 10:30 when I left the store, I was supposed to be out of there at 9. I didn't even think to ask the manager about me leaving, because I didn't think he would let me with my tasks not done. I could get in trouble for punching out late.
Anyway, I left and as I'm walking to the parking lot (this store is located in basically a whole subdivision of the mall and other smaller stores and restaraunts it's huge) and I realize my ride isn't there, because I was so late. At this point I had, had enough and just started sobbing hysterically, I decided to walk the 10 miles home because I couldn't stand another minute near that place, but I didn't get very far, my feet were killing me, and I was tired and walking down around sobbing and yelling at myself. So I sat down on the curb and cried some more, which had gone from hysterical sobbing to forgetting how to breathe. I had a panic attack right in the middle of the mall parking lot, and I realized just how useless I was. If I can't hold a simple job how am I ever going to have a life? That's a terrifying thought to me.
So after I got home, had some water, smoked a few cigarettes (yes I am a smoker, it's the only thing that keeps me sane in these situations) I realized just how depressing this all was. I got into a fight with my best friend for wanting to quit, she has social anxiety as well and sucked it up enough for her job, so she thinks I can do it too. But when you add not being able to learn properly to a situation it just makes it worse. So we got into a huge fight, and it just made things worse. She told me I was being childish and she was disappointed in me for not acting like an adult with the situation, and that I was also actin like a retard. Her words not mine. By the time I laid down to take a nap I was upset, embarrassed, terrified and I'll admit suicidal.
Well I've had time to calm down and I'm searching for a different job, perhaps in a smaller store. But I still feel this sense of dread when I think of working again. I was so scared by the first experience that I'm so worried that's what it's always going to be like, I don't believe in myself enough to think i can get over all of that. It's really depressing and I can't stop thinking about it, or thinking about that customer who got impatient with me. That was worse than all of it I think, it really threw me over the edge. I hate confrontation, I mentally and emotionally shut down. So now I'm terrified and I'm hating myself because I couldn't do something so simple.
I don't know how I'm ever going to be ok in life if I can't even manage to hold a job. It's just this all over feeling of dread, and self loathing and sadness. And I needed to get it out. I need to cry about it more, spend a few days in bed and just let myself get over it. I mean I'm starting to, a little, it literally traumatized me, I can't look at my work shirt without bursting into tears, how's that for pathetic? But for the most part I'm getting over it, just not the extreme fear.
And I'm embarrassed over what a crappy job at work I did towards the end, I think I really messed things up because I just gave up. If they don't hate me I'd be really surprised.
What in the hell am I going to do?
Also if ANYONE read all of this, wow you really deserve a cookie! Thanks for letting me vent.
I was out of my element definitely, they have lockers for employees to store their things and I could not get mine open for anything, well if that didn't make me feel like I was back in high school I don't know what would, and that didn't help me at all. So I get myself ready and I go to where the manager is telling us what our tasks for the morning are and he starts training me. It is at this point that I should point out that at a young age I was diagnosed (is that the right word) with generalized learning disability, basically I just learn at a slower rate than your average person, it takes me a long, long time to process things and simple things can confuse me. I know personally that I'm not stupid, but sometimes people mistake me for being an idiot because maybe I don't learn or pick up things as fast as they think I should. I also have ADD, and I am not on medication. So I knew the whole training process would be hard, I didn't imagine it would be a nightmare.
So he told me what needed to be done and how to do it as fast as possible and left me on my own to do it, which he wasn't supposed to, we were supposed to have buddies for the whole time, I was never supposed to be alone. Which would've made this whole process so much easier. Granted I will say the other employees were super friendly and offered to help me out some, but they had their own work to do. Anyway I got confused a lot and asked a lot of questions, he came to check up on me occasionally, that's the time I took to ask questions, i was afraid to search for him in fear that he would think I was slacking off and not trying.
Needless to say I was SLOW, I worked so hard at putting things away at a quick pace but it just wasn't working out that way. And it may sound easy to simply put things away but when you have a store that huge it's just confusing. So I'm rushing to get done in a decent amount of time and I'm noticing that I'm the slowest one and I felt embarrassed and I felt stupid for asking so many questions, I basically walked around with my head down the whole time trying not to cry, it was all so overwhelming. Towards the end of my shift I had just given up, I didn't even properly do the work after that, I was tired, confused, scared and embarrassed. And I don't think my manager likes me too much. And that's not me being sensitive, anyone could see he was annoyed with me.
So as I was moving clothing racks back to the back room, I got stopped by a customer ( I had worked later into my shift than expected and customers had started coming in) and she asked me about where some items were on a registry she had. Well I didn't even think to tell her I had no idea that this was my first day, I wanted to prove to myself I could help the customers. So I tried helping her, tried pointing her in the right direction as best as I could and her response was "So basically you don't know." it wasn't what she said but in the annoyed way she said it. She was clearly very angry at me for wasting her time. And I said in my most professional and friendly voice possible "Well, no but I can find someone to help you who does if you'd like." She didn't even respond she just ignored me and walked away complaining about me to the woman she was with. At that point I'd had it. I took the racks to the back room and left. It was 10:30 when I left the store, I was supposed to be out of there at 9. I didn't even think to ask the manager about me leaving, because I didn't think he would let me with my tasks not done. I could get in trouble for punching out late.
Anyway, I left and as I'm walking to the parking lot (this store is located in basically a whole subdivision of the mall and other smaller stores and restaraunts it's huge) and I realize my ride isn't there, because I was so late. At this point I had, had enough and just started sobbing hysterically, I decided to walk the 10 miles home because I couldn't stand another minute near that place, but I didn't get very far, my feet were killing me, and I was tired and walking down around sobbing and yelling at myself. So I sat down on the curb and cried some more, which had gone from hysterical sobbing to forgetting how to breathe. I had a panic attack right in the middle of the mall parking lot, and I realized just how useless I was. If I can't hold a simple job how am I ever going to have a life? That's a terrifying thought to me.
So after I got home, had some water, smoked a few cigarettes (yes I am a smoker, it's the only thing that keeps me sane in these situations) I realized just how depressing this all was. I got into a fight with my best friend for wanting to quit, she has social anxiety as well and sucked it up enough for her job, so she thinks I can do it too. But when you add not being able to learn properly to a situation it just makes it worse. So we got into a huge fight, and it just made things worse. She told me I was being childish and she was disappointed in me for not acting like an adult with the situation, and that I was also actin like a retard. Her words not mine. By the time I laid down to take a nap I was upset, embarrassed, terrified and I'll admit suicidal.
Well I've had time to calm down and I'm searching for a different job, perhaps in a smaller store. But I still feel this sense of dread when I think of working again. I was so scared by the first experience that I'm so worried that's what it's always going to be like, I don't believe in myself enough to think i can get over all of that. It's really depressing and I can't stop thinking about it, or thinking about that customer who got impatient with me. That was worse than all of it I think, it really threw me over the edge. I hate confrontation, I mentally and emotionally shut down. So now I'm terrified and I'm hating myself because I couldn't do something so simple.
I don't know how I'm ever going to be ok in life if I can't even manage to hold a job. It's just this all over feeling of dread, and self loathing and sadness. And I needed to get it out. I need to cry about it more, spend a few days in bed and just let myself get over it. I mean I'm starting to, a little, it literally traumatized me, I can't look at my work shirt without bursting into tears, how's that for pathetic? But for the most part I'm getting over it, just not the extreme fear.
And I'm embarrassed over what a crappy job at work I did towards the end, I think I really messed things up because I just gave up. If they don't hate me I'd be really surprised.
What in the hell am I going to do?
Also if ANYONE read all of this, wow you really deserve a cookie! Thanks for letting me vent.
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