I work full time at a grocery store and was transferred into a less than desirable department 2 weeks ago. I hate being in the deli, I loathe the teenagers I have to work with and it's a thankless job where too much shit has to get done. I don't normally whine about such things as I understand a good workload and what needs to get done but I hate being the oddball in this gong show every waking moment. "Keep your head down, don't talk a lot and your holidays will be here soon," I keep telling myself. It's the worst feeling in the world. My boss seems nice and happy all the time but it's just a ruse for how much of an asshole he really is. Wow, I'm sooo impressed with how you bike to work and you got a twink body at the age of 55 but fuck my needs for wanting to be a social cashier because it hurts your corporate greed. I can't wait to get out of here and become a preschool teacher, be myself, and have a degree I enjoy. I called the counsellor to set up some appointments because there's probably no chance I'll ever be able to get back into my cashier work which was marginally more better for my emotional needs.