This story is about a year old and happened when I was first hired on at Ross. But it was the first SC I ever experienced and the one I really wish I could have chewed out....
This was the year I found out I was Hypoglycemic.. if I dont eat about every 2.5 hours... I crash Hard core... my work at this point however, was not so convinced. I was stuck on register and was going on my 4 hour mark with out so much as a 10 min break. I was starting to feel very sick to my stomach and light headed to the point I couldnt concentrate.... I was close to the end of this girls transaction and my vision started blacking... I called my manager and told her I needed a break NOW. Not in 5 min Not in 2 NOW!!!! At this point it was too late. I felt my knees give and I almost puked in the little trash under the register... it was a short conversation but it went like this....
SC: Little Beotch who needs a slap in the face
Me: i...dun...feel ...so good.
Me:.....mmmm... I'm.. sorry Miss... I'm going to have....to *urk* have some one else finish ringing you out.... I .... think I'm gonna pass out...
SC: Seriously! Come on! You Have TWO FUCKING ITEMS LEFT! Quit whining and scan em already!
Me: *If I can muster up some puke it's going on your shirt* I'm...sorry... But I...
SC: UhG! God! Just Scan the damn things and tell me my PRice!
I am seriously about to puke on her...that is if I can manage to lift myself up off the ground... when my Manager miraculously appears and has someone help me to the break room. I didnt see the rest but APPARENTLY .... my manager helped the girl with the rest of her transactions... apologized for ME! FOR ME! FOR ME PASSING OUT!!! WTF!!!!
and Gave the little jerk a Discount for the delay!
How messed up is that....
I went home.... told my manager if she wanted to argue about it she could take it up with my doctor and possibly the court if she wanted to try and make me stay....
...she didnt make me stay...
but I had to pass out 3 more times before she took me seriously that I needed my breaks on time.... That's for another time though.....
This was the year I found out I was Hypoglycemic.. if I dont eat about every 2.5 hours... I crash Hard core... my work at this point however, was not so convinced. I was stuck on register and was going on my 4 hour mark with out so much as a 10 min break. I was starting to feel very sick to my stomach and light headed to the point I couldnt concentrate.... I was close to the end of this girls transaction and my vision started blacking... I called my manager and told her I needed a break NOW. Not in 5 min Not in 2 NOW!!!! At this point it was too late. I felt my knees give and I almost puked in the little trash under the register... it was a short conversation but it went like this....
SC: Little Beotch who needs a slap in the face
Me: i...dun...feel ...so good.
Me:.....mmmm... I'm.. sorry Miss... I'm going to have....to *urk* have some one else finish ringing you out.... I .... think I'm gonna pass out...
SC: Seriously! Come on! You Have TWO FUCKING ITEMS LEFT! Quit whining and scan em already!
Me: *If I can muster up some puke it's going on your shirt* I'm...sorry... But I...
SC: UhG! God! Just Scan the damn things and tell me my PRice!
I am seriously about to puke on her...that is if I can manage to lift myself up off the ground... when my Manager miraculously appears and has someone help me to the break room. I didnt see the rest but APPARENTLY .... my manager helped the girl with the rest of her transactions... apologized for ME! FOR ME! FOR ME PASSING OUT!!! WTF!!!!

How messed up is that....
I went home.... told my manager if she wanted to argue about it she could take it up with my doctor and possibly the court if she wanted to try and make me stay....
...she didnt make me stay...
but I had to pass out 3 more times before she took me seriously that I needed my breaks on time.... That's for another time though.....
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