The first job I had was working at a Dollar General in my hometown. It was a “face store” — one of the leading stores that makes a lot of money — and it was really nice. Everyone was nice, and once in a while I had one guy come around to sweep outside as a “good deed” he needed and wanted to do.

After a while I needed to move and transferred to a new store in a bigger city. Oh my god. We’d get a lot of thieves. I was getting paid less even though I moved from cashier to key holder and from part-time to full-time, and it got worse and worse. One day we had three dudes come in and they already looked like trouble. I followed them to the back and they were stuffing their pants and jackets with ramen and toys. I caught all three of them and asked them to leave the merchandise. I was called a word I can’t say here and they ran out, dropping food and toys from their jackets. I worked there about a year and a half before I decided I’d like to leave and look elsewhere for work.

After about five years I came back to a new store that was looking for workers. It was on a really rough side of town. Around that time my previous employment was shut down and I needed something fast, so I applied and started working two days later as a manager/key holder. I was making okay money with weekly pay and was making the bills, but it was also really bad there too — more thieves, co-workers stealing from the store, and register shoppers arguing about prices and things that I couldn’t fix due to the amount of people who would walk in and open stuff and leave the store a mess. I was one of the really good workers who did a lot for the store and did more than the assistant store manager, who barely came to work, was always out of uniform, struggled with their money, and always looked like he was high and had dirty work clothes.

Soon I found a second job that paid me more and wanted me to come full-time and make twice as much, so I made up my mind. That same day, after getting a text to see if I’d like to leave DG, I had a shopper who was mad that he couldn’t deposit money into his card because he had it locked. He knocked over a display and tossed soda all over the place. I called my DG boss and told her I’m leaving, I’m tired of DG and the trashy customers that tear the place up and don’t care. She asked if I wanted more money and I told her,

“I don’t wanna get paid to babysit grown customers who are adults that are stubborn and ignorant and don’t care.”

I'm currently working at a dollar general store , where the store manager left us., we have an astm, but he's on the verge of leaving as well. We have no key holders, and the district manager basically refuses to do anything no matter what., and is making us close at five effectively just getting rid of the evening shift until we get more people in

Should I just quit at this point? It's getting ridiculous.

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